There are a plethora of light and airy Instagram accounts, but we have a special place in our hearts for mamas who inspire other mothers to be the best they can be. Whether it's from their uplifting words or real-life images that let other moms know we're in this together, these black mothers take their instagram accounts a step further. You'll want to tune in daily for spontaneous and off-the-cuff posts about motherhood.

Prepare to be inspired, and even laugh a little, by these Black moms on Instagram:

1. @thetravelingchild

From sharing her stories about family travels to momcations, Monet has a simple, yet unexpected, way of offering travel advice in a digestible way.

2. @love.little.sampsons

Get inspired by Nesha's simple home decor, motherhood and writings. "She wasn't a bird within the sky. she was the sky all the birds ascended towards," she writes.

3. @expecting_grey

This mama is unapologetic about her love for motherhood. "Being a role model for my girls is imperative to their individual growth," Morgan White told Refinery29 in an interview.

4. @zoiladarton

You won't find overly curated photos on Zoila's feed. Instead, you'll discover real-life mom moments sprinkled with encouragement to live your best life.

5. @themomtrotter

Follow the adventures of this mama who manages her full-time RV family. Get ready to take many, many notes.

6. @sweetpotatosoul

It's not just the pictures of her adorable children that we're obsessed with, we also find our mouths watering from her delicious meals.

7. @Lovebrownsugar

Christina Brown is an entrepreneur, creator and innovator and she combines these pursuits to inspire and uplift moms everywhere.

8. @shesimone

Even with four little ones in tow, Simone gives you a real sense of what it's like to be a momager, wife and lover of Jesus.

9. @rattlesandheels

Almost every picture in Adanna's feed captures real-life moments of a 30-something millennial mom.

10. @jenniferborget

Jennifer takes us along her adventures of raising an interacial family.

When I was expecting my first child, I wanted to know everything that could possibly be in store for his first year.

I quizzed my own mom and the friends who ventured into motherhood before I did. I absorbed parenting books and articles like a sponge. I signed up for classes on childbirth, breastfeeding and even baby-led weaning. My philosophy? The more I knew, the better.

Yet, despite my best efforts, I didn't know it all. Not by a long shot. Instead, my firstborn, my husband and I had to figure it out together—day by day, challenge by challenge, triumph by triumph.


The funny thing is that although I wanted to know it all, the surprises—those moments that were unique to us—were what made that first year so beautiful.

Of course, my research provided a helpful outline as I graduated from never having changed a diaper to conquering the newborn haze, my return to work, the milestones and the challenges. But while I did need much of that tactical knowledge, I also learned the value of following my baby's lead and trusting my gut.

I realized the importance of advice from fellow mamas, too. I vividly remember a conversation with a friend who had her first child shortly before I welcomed mine. My friend, who had already returned to work after maternity leave, encouraged me to be patient when introducing a bottle and to help my son get comfortable with taking that bottle from someone else.

Yes, from a logistical standpoint, that's great advice for any working mama. But I also took an incredibly important point from this conversation: This was less about the act of bottle-feeding itself, and more about what it represented for my peace of mind when I was away from my son.

This fellow mama encouraged me to honor my emotions and give myself permission to do what was best for my family—and that really set the tone for my whole approach to parenting. Because honestly, that was just the first of many big transitions during that first year, and each of them came with their own set of mixed emotions.

I felt proud and also strangely nostalgic as my baby seamlessly graduated to a sippy bottle.

I felt my baby's teething pain along with him and also felt confident that we could get through it with the right tools.

I felt relieved as my baby learned to self-soothe by finding his own pacifier and also sad to realize how quickly he was becoming his own person.

As I look back on everything now, some four years and two more kids later, I can't remember the exact day my son crawled, the project I tackled on my first day back at work, or even what his first word was. (It's written somewhere in a baby book!)

But I do remember how I felt with each milestone: the joy, the overwhelming love, the anxiety, the exhaustion and the sense of wonder. That truly was the greatest gift of the first year… and nothing could have prepared me for all those feelings.

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I was blissfully asleep on the couch while my little one was occupied elsewhere with toys, books and my partner. She got bored with what they were doing, escaped from his watch and, sensing my absence, set about looking for me. Finding me on the couch, nose-level, she peeled back my one available eyelid, singing, "Mama? Mama? ...You there? Wake UP!"

Sound familiar? Nothing limits sleep more than parenthood. And nothing is more sought after as a parent than a nap, if not a good night's rest.

But Mother Nature practically guarantees that you are likely to be woken up by a toddler—they're hardwired to find you (and get your attention) when you're "away."


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