My Oxygen are lines of words I frequently declare to myself to keep me ‘high’ and positive. Often referred to as words of affirmations by many; I chose to call it Oxygen, borrowing the name and concept from my friend Ngozi Akinyele, a speaker on Trendy mum Talks 6.0. Just like Oxygen, I daily gas up myself with these lines reminding me of Who am I – my identity, personality, giftings, and blessings. I am sharing my draft with you to…
I feel good that another school session has come to an end and, the long vacation is here again. This school session has stretched me to bits with many episodes of emotional roller- coaster. Thank God for a great support system. It first began with the online classes and graduated to on-site classes with lots of extra lessons to catch up on outstanding work. It was then crowned with the daily adherence to stipulated Covid-19 protocols at school. We were…
“Mark ran up the stairs and away from the big black cat, he wrapped his arms around his skinny body trembling with fright…” I lay beside my 4 years old, listening to him read fluently from an old storybook. I smiled thoughtfully as my heart swelled with so much pride. A few months ago, pronouncing three-letter and four-letter words were a great struggle which made my heart worry. It didn’t occur to my ‘overly expectant self’ that Seddie was just…
How often do you clearly define the objective for a task, agreement, or business? This evening my 4 years came to me with a request – Seddie: Mummy, Didi (his sister aka Buddie) wants to take this toy from me, can you keep it safe for me and away from her? Me: oh yes! Please leave it by my bedside table and I will watch over it (I was already on the bed watching a favorite soap). Seddie: Okay mum.…
It’s another major milestone season for our first daughter – transitioning from Primary to Secondary School. So last week, she wrote yet another secondary school entrance examination that lasted for 5 hours! Ordinarily, it should have been a stressful day for us all, but we turned it into a memorable one. I honestly think there should be a community of mothers with children sitting for entrance examinations into secondary schools to offer support and guidance through this process. I did…
Loving a man and giving of myself to nurture our relationship is exciting yet challenging. Growing a career while staying relevant in my field is tasking, then add raising 3 young and very active children deliberately in this megacity to this mix is no ‘beans’! This is my life today! Plusssss I am focused on maintaining a fit, healthy, and trendy lifestyle. These roles are just three of the many others in my life that I daily strive to excitingly execute…
The mind of a child is truly limitless! How else can I explain my kid’s quest to have their desired picnic without any input from me? It all began with this line, “Mummy can we have a picnic tomorrow?” I answered non-committally, “let’s see what tomorrow holds,” a reply which made my 11 years old make a snickering sound with an “it ain’t gonna happen” face. I listened in amazement as my 9 and 4 years old planned, conversed, and get all…
I was cornered into reading the kid’s devotional with my 4 years old son this morning and I enjoyed the experience! With the second term holidays in full swing, the girls are savoring the long and uninterrupted morning sleep; and waking up late is gradually becoming the norm. Seddie being an early riser is mostly on the lookout for activities to keep him engaged till the sisters’ are awake. In his bid to stay engaged this morning, he suggested ‘abi!’…
“Seddie! your closet is scattered again?” I heard Mimi reprimand her brother as she dug through the pile of clothing, searching for his cardigan. “You will kneel down when you return from school”. She sighed with a tinge of exasperation and a knowing that the cardigan must be dug out otherwise mum won’t let her be. Judgment for the erring crew member came swiftly and firmly as pronounced by Chief Judge Mimi, the magistrate in charge of my home court.…
We had just finished dinner and were still seated, staring at our empty plates while relishing the delicious pasta, I had whipped up minutes after I came home. And then the song began… Hilarious and out of tune, however, the wordings communicated the intent, and I had a good laugh. “mummy, mummy, always giving us the best of meals, breakfast, lunch….. mummy, mummy oo… always the best…..” Daddy took the lead of the newly ensembled choir while the rest of…
