Uzo Aduba is happily married to filmmaker Robert Sweeting as of 2020, although at one point she thought she would never find love.

Aduba, 43, said People Magazine she was ready to offer up after she began dating people in New York at age 30, which at times resembled “Sex and the City.”

“I was sure it just wasn’t going to happen because it was tough out there on the streets,” said the mother of 10-month-old daughter Adaiba. “I just accepted that this was my story, that I had waited too long or not given it enough attention because I was focused on my career or all these other me-me things.”

The award-winning actress then met Sweeting at a rooftop bar in Midtown Manhattan.

“He made me feel safe,” she continued. “I felt safe to be my whole self around him—not the best part of me, all of me, my weaknesses, my frailties, my weak, ugly parts. I felt safe enough to show him that. And when he saw that, he still loved me. I never, and still never, doubted that he loved me.”

The couple tied the knot in September 2020 in a small garden ceremony at Aduba’s sister’s home. They selected the intimate gathering for his or her wedding so her mother, who died later that yr, could watch them wed after being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.

“At first, I was really sad that the wedding was going to be the way it was going to be,” Aduba noted. “But the moment we started in my sister’s backyard, it was perfect. It was more than enough.”

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Now, looking back on it, Aduba said she realized that “things happen in their own time, as they should.”

Aduba and Sweeting welcomed their first child together, a daughter, in December 2023.

“My daughter. I have never fallen in love so fast and so deeply in my life,” she wrote within the caption to post on Instagram including two photos of the “In Treatment” star in a hospital gown, cradling her newborn. “I really don’t know what to say, guys. My heart is so full. Thank you, God.”

Coming out in faith with Sweeting wasn’t her only healing moment on her journey of love. Aduba also told People in regards to the time she texted all of her ex-flames, except one, to inform them that “they hurt me and I didn’t deserve it.”

“Every woman should do it,” she said, adding: “We’re letting them get away with murder. I allowed myself to be overlooked and to some extent mistreated. I deserve more respect and it’s okay to insist on it and point it out when it’s not being received.”

The actress opens up about her dating history and more in her memoir, “The Road Is Good: How a Mother’s Strength Became a Daughter’s Purpose,” out Tuesday from Viking.

The only thing as famous as Yolanda Adams’ music is her sensual sense of favor.

The platinum gospel singer, 63, has been turning heads for the reason that early 2000s for her sex appeal and immodest, tight silhouettes. In 2001, she faced criticism for a blue knit dress GiGi Hunter Collection on the duvet of her seventh studio album. A number of years later, conversations about her style and wonder reached a climax when comedian Steve Harvey he said on stage on the 2005 Gospel Celebration.“Yolanda ‘sho is sexy.”

Criticism got here back in 2016 for the tight, turquoise dress with a deep V-neck she wore to the Stellar Awards.

“I didn’t know there was such a thing as, ‘you can’t wear this,’ ‘you shouldn’t wear that,’ ‘you have to cover your head,’ and all that stuff,” Adams recalled in a brand new interview with People Magazine“So when people started saying, ‘I don’t know about that (dress),’ well… OK. And now all of a sudden, those are the same people who are fans now. And they’ll say, ‘I’ve been with her since day one.’ No, you weren’t. Stop it. Because I remember!”

Fresh off the September 13 release of her twelfth studio album in a 13-year hiatus, Sunny Days , Adams reflects on her style and the criticism it has faced throughout her profession.

“Because I don’t have the typical gospel singer body type, I think it was easy for me to just pick what I wanted and then just wear what I wanted,” Adams continued. “I didn’t grow up in a home where we had restrictions on what we could wear, what we couldn’t wear, what we could listen to, what we couldn’t listen to in my family.”

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Adams, who grew up in Houston, Texas, in a faith-based but free-spirited home, said, “Because I was raised in this very free-thinking family where everyone had their own voice and everyone had their own talent, I didn’t feel the need to be anyone other than Yolanda.”

She added: “And it was very visible, not only in music, but also in fashion.”

Despite the tough criticism, Adams has also received positive attention for her style. Whenever she faces criticism, several of her colleagues come to her defense, including Erica Campbell — one half of the famous duo Mary Mary. When Adams faced criticism for her dress on the 2016 Stellar Awards, Campbell got here to her defense in write to X.

“We need to focus on our soul and not get carried away by a person’s outward appearance,” she wrote.

Her fans today called her “The Gospel Stallion” for her tall, Megan Thee Stallion-like figure, which continues to show off in stunning style. To celebrate the release of “Sunny Days,” the singer released a video montage on Instagram stuffed with fashion-related visualizations.

“SO ABOUT THE VISUALIZATIONS AND VOCALS,” wrote a fan in a comment.

Speaking concerning the recent album and her long hiatus on The Tamron Hall Show, Adams explained why she prefers the word “evolve” somewhat than “reinvent” to describe this phase of her profession.

In the following post on Instagram“Instead, I believe we need to grow and be grateful for who we were in the past, because that version of ourselves was exactly who we needed to be in that moment.”

I believe I’m the only person I’ve ever met who knows about the Detroit R&B duo Kiara. My dad bought their second album, Civilized Rogue, which had the song “You’re Right About That” on it – as 90-year-old a song and video as you will ever hear or see. I do not know if it’s true (and I’m undecided my family could confirm this), but I feel like I heard “You’re Right About That” on repeat on Saturday mornings, probably in 1990, while we were cleansing our rooms and whatever else the kids needed to clean on the weekends back then. While the song doesn’t exist for most individuals, it is a reminder of my childhood and a part of the soundtrack to my young, black, Saturday morning.

We were also with Luther Vandross, Kenny G, and Rod Stewart that day. Oh, and Hall & Oates. Saturday mornings were jam-packed with easy tasks. According to each black person I do know, this same pattern played out in black homes throughout America, in addition to those of us in military families overseas. The extent to which we actually cleaned is debatable; my parents said we only needed to clean our rooms on weekends, which is smart—I turned 11 in 1990, and I don’t know how good I used to be at anything at that time.

Now I actually have 4 kids of my very own, and there’s no music on Saturday mornings. Sure, there have been a number of weekends after I’ve woken up the house to 80s R&B or Fela Kuti, but my kids don’t often wake up on Saturdays and take into consideration cleansing their rooms, bathrooms, or living rooms. In fact, most days they don’t give it some thought unless I tell them to do something specific. Not because I’ve lost some sort of value system that gave me my basic memories of random R&B duets, but mostly because nobody is home in my house on Saturday mornings. The way our lives are set up, my kids can get home very late in the day, making it not possible to focus on anyone task. Every weekend is filled with some sort of activity, running the kids from one sporting event or party to a different. It seems to mirror most of my friends’ lives. My kids just don’t have time for it anymore.

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Of course, that is personal; my kids have an interest in numerous things and we all know numerous people, so it is smart that Saturday mornings of my youth can now not exist the way they used to. I feel like I knew numerous people as a child and I definitely played sports, but I actually have numerous memories of playing outside with my friends all the time. I feel like I had all the time in the world, so my parents would expect lots more responsibilities and things. My kids have responsibilities too, but I can be lying if I said they were very time-consuming.

Part of me wants to present my child the same life I had; I grew up to be person, so it looks as if the things I remember fondly contributed to that. But I also wonder if that memory isn’t a relic of a bygone era. Similarly, I ponder if I don’t do not forget that aspect of my life too well; I needed to ask my parents if we cleaned on Saturdays, because the culture made it an integral a part of life for those of us who grew up in the 80s and 90s, but there have been greater than a number of things that live more in cultural memory than in reality. If you let social media let you know, everyone my age woke up at 8 a.m. on a Saturday to Aretha Franklin, wearing a bandana, and cleansing the house from top to bottom. It can have been another person’s life, however it definitely wasn’t mine. At least hardly enough for it to develop into a part of my identity as a youngster.

The thing is, for some people it can have been life and I ponder if it’s a time-honored tradition that continues to this present day. Among my friends, none of us appear to have time to show on a Bluetooth speaker and crank up the “Cleaning Music” playlist, and we smile as a family as the scent of Fabuloso transports us to a spotless home. Plus, I used to be 10 years old today after I learned there was a brand called Spic and Span. I’d never understood that term before.

Anyway, do families still wake up on Saturdays and put their kids to work while Babyface, SWV, or Usher play in the background? It looks as if such a pleasant, easy aspect of life that creates bonds and memories at home. I’d prefer to attempt to bring back the old one, but even now I actually have to go away to drive one kid across town to a different before picking up one other. Who has time to clean up the family when everyone must be somewhere all the time?

Am I alone?