What is Philena At Home?

Philena At Home is...

My safe space. My judgement free zone. The place I share my art, my vision for life, and my opinions of the world.

I am Philena and This is

Philena at Home started out as my take on the modern black family blog. It was everything from breast feeding and fresh baby food, to early childhood education and the black stay at home mompreneur lifestyle.

As my kids are getting older and I am regaining some of my freedom, I am getting back to myself. I am getting in shape, growing my natural hair, meditating, praying, and attempting to live up to my expectations.

I'm starting a new career as a Writer. I've wanted to do this full time for a while but didn't have the courage to step out there. I was afraid I would be rejected because of my background and lack of education, but these days I'm making my own way. Shout out to all Youtubers and Instagram comedians and models who inspired me to stop standing there and jump.

Philena At Home is now my resume, it's my portfolio, it's my scrapbook, and my journal. It's my novellas and shorties, tv pilots, and movie ideas.

It's behind the scenes with me as I create the life of my dreams.

Everything you read here was written on purpose with passion. Some pieces will be deep and intellectual others will be fun and funny, and a few will be about buying shoes with an 8 year old little girl because my life is not black and white... it's filled with colors, and patterns and moods and mood swings.

Philena At Home is my real life.

If you are reading this know that you are not here by accident. I believe wholeheartedly that the only people to get this far into my story are people who are destined to learn from me, be entertained by me, create with me, or teach me something. Whichever , whatever, whenever, I am here for it all.

Thank you for checking me out! Thank you for staying until the end....

I am Philena and This is Philena At Home!

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The kids are headed back to school, but there's a HUGE problem

School starts next week, and I have concerns. I just read that our school district is down 1800 teachers. I don't know what my kids will be learning this year or who will be teaching them and I'm nervous. I've spoken with a few teachers and administrator friends I have who work for the district and they're confident things will be alright, but they are always hopeful after a good long summer break. I on the other hand am not so optimistic. Last year my daughter had two teachers pack up mid-day and leave never to return again. My son had a substitute for math the entire year. Last year the district was down 781 teachers, this year's number is more than double that! I don't know what they have planned, or if they even have a plan! I was considering home school, it worked really well for us during covid, but I'mma just be honest, I don't really want to do it! I know how important my kid's education is and I don't have the time needed to ensure t...

I'm here I didn't quit!

It's day two of my consistency challenge and I'm already feeling the heat. I got a late start on my day. I usually wake up around 5am and read, I make sure the kids are up and getting ready around 6, We leave at 7:15 and I'm back home cleaning getting ready for my morning workout by 8. By10 I am full of green juice and green water and ready to start work creating word art! Today I woke up at 6:40am the kids were still asleep and didn't want to get up. We didn't leave until 7:45. After I dropped them off, I went to pick up our grocery order and what usually takes me five -ten minutes max took more than thirty minutes because everyone called off today. There was literally one woman bringing out all of the orders and at least ten cars waiting. I was cool, didn't Black Karen out, life is good, I had all the patience for waiting and even more gratitude that I didn't have to go in and do it myself. I took the time to do the reading I didn't do earlier. By the...

Unpacking: How I'm doing these days

Hey! I woke up ready to talk, I hope you're ready. I came up during the pandemic. It felt like divine intervention. We were broke. Dead broke and struggling. We were living check to check off one income. Our budget was tight, but we were making it until some ass hole stole my husband's debit card information and went on a shopping spree somewhere in Kansas with our rent money! It was like the smoking volcano finally erupted. Our landlord was an even bigger ass hole than the one who stole our money, of course and wouldn't give us an extension on our rent while we sorted things out with the bank. Now to add insult to injury we were facing eviction. I thought I was going to break. It was like a never-ending cycle, but a voice inside me (I now know that voice to be my intuition/ the God in me, but we'll talk about that another day) said just wait and watch. Find an apartment move and watch. We didn't have many choices, so I did what I felt and when ...

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