I'm A Mother. Mothers Multi-task.

Wigs Have Always Been A Part Of My Life And Have Become A Staple Accessory In My Closet. I Can Remember Being A Little Girl And Hearing All The Commotion In My House From My Mom, Aunts And Grandmother When Picking Out Their Wigs For The Day. It Was Such A Good Time For Them And Part Of Their Everyday Beauty Routine.

I Do A Lot Of Stairs, A Lot Of Planks, A Lot Of Squats, A Lot Of Treadmill, A Lot Of Screaming - And I Do It Four Times A Week.

I Know That For Me I Have To Get Out Of The Way And Let God Take Control.

I Have So Much Hair; I Have A Separate Wig Closet In My House.

My Mom Passed Away At 41 From Diabetes. And I'm 42, Thank You. I Didn't Want To Do That To My Son. So Any Time I Was At The Gym, That Thing That Helped Me Do That Last Squat Was My Son Calling Some Other Woman Mommy. And That Would Just Give Me That Extra Oomph To Do That Last Squat. I Want To Be Around For Him.