There are days when I struggle with wanting to be a full-time, stay-at-home mom, and feeling guilty about that because I work.
Me and my mom are pretty cool. My mother’s Caribbean, and she gets a little spicy, and I get a little spicy back.
My mom and dad, although they may not have had a lot of formal education, they were two of the most brilliant people that I know.
It may take a village to raise a child, but not every villager needs to be a mom or dad. Some of us just need to be who we are.
I grew up in a household where we cooked all the time. My mom cooked all the time; my dad cooked. My grandmothers cooked. I have memories of sitting on the counter and snapping green beans with my grandmother.
I pretty much borrow my entire beauty regime from my mom.
My mom cooked for us, and on the weekend, we always had Sunday dinner. My father liked to bake.
When I was in nursery school, the teachers asked me, y’know, ‘What does your dad do for a living?’ So I said ‘He helps women get pregnant!’ They called my mom and they were like, ‘What exactly does your husband do?’
My dad is black and my mom is white. It was not in vogue to be an interracial couple in the 1970s in South Texas. After my parents moved to San Antonio, it took almost a year for them to find their first home.
My family is all musicians – my dad plays drums, my mom plays flute, my older brother plays drums, my little brother plays drums and piano. For some reason, I didn’t get the memo, so I just play bass.
My Mom said she learned how to swim when someone took her out in the lake and threw her off the boat. I said, ‘Mom, they weren’t trying to teach you how to swim.’
The military infrastructure grew me. My faith in God is important, my belief in my country is important, my relationship to my family is important, the things that Mom and Dad tell you growing up are important.
I always speak so highly of my mom because she’s my partner in crime, and none of this would be possible without her love and support. Always have to make time for Mom.
I played cover gigs and traveled the country in my mom’s old car, and my drummer and I set up a fake email and sent it out to agents. We pretended to be our own agent.
I got my way with my grandma. I used to get whoopings with my mom, but my grandma spoiled me.
My momma will roast my friends all of the time. If you’re one of my friends, and you meet my mom for the first time, she will definitely roast you in a polite way. It’s just to test your bars.
I’m not a religious person. My mom was of Jewish blood and my dad was Protestant.
The national treasure that is Diana Ross is a dim light compared with who she is as a mother. My mom paved the way not only for my career but also for who I am as a human being.
I’m very boring. I’m a mom. I’m 34 years old.
My mom would get up every day at 4 A.M. and worked two jobs. I always felt I was the poorest kid on the block. I had a chip on my shoulder about being broke.
When I get high anxiety, I vomit. My mom was so stressed out. Then I found out I was staying in John Mayer’s old dorm room, and I had a nice roommate. That completely brought me down. I was completely comfortable at Berklee.
My favorite subject was English, and I wanted to study English abroad when I was young, when I was a kid, but my mom said ‘No, it’s too dangerous to go abroad by yourself.’ So I gave up.
My dad used to hunt ducks, and my mom would put them in the pot. We lived really modestly. We had very little money.
I was trained to be very tough. My mom told me I shouldn’t cry; I shouldn’t be afraid of anything.
I’m very close with my family, so my mom is part of my entourage.
