STUDENT MUM

Hello everyone! You know that feeling you get when you have to say sorry over and over again, just because you keep falling into the same error? well, that's my fate right now. I'm tired of saying sorry here and disappearing still for months. I'm sure most of you have given up on me... please don't. I really pray I don't have to give this speech again, I'm here now with plenty gist as well.

I've been really busy partly because, yours truly went back to school (courtesy my beloved). It hasn't been easy on me at all. I had a couple of school mates during my undergraduate days who were mothers to children. Looking back now, I honestly have no idea how they managed that. One son for me, and it's been very challenging. Just rounded up my first semester exams and preparing for that exams with Jay was like carrying out a full blown research... Like discovering the source of a very deadly epidemic somewhere in Antarctica. I have never been so drained academically, emotionally and even physically! However, I learned something; God has created human beings heroes and went ahead to put super in front of the heroes for women. The problem we have is the problem of the soldier who doesn't go to war while his colleagues go or the athlete who just chills at home when he's supposed to be at the Olympics or the freedom fighter who crawls into his shell to avoid being arrested. The heroes in us gets as far as we let it. The soldier who is adjudged an hero fought a battle, if he didn't he wouldn't win.

Once you rise up to any challenge, that hero just rises along with you. I am one person you can categorically say hates stress, I really wondered how I was going to cope but my husband gave more than enough reasons why I should give it a try and now, slowly but surely it's becoming a reality. Please share your coping mechanisms as a student mum, if you are one, you might just be saving someone.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Happy new year my people and welcome to this beautiful year. How did you spend your new year eve? Well for me, as is customary, I spent mine in Church. It is amazing how a lot of people spend theirs especially in the town where I live. I had cause to step out of Church around 11.30pm that day to rock Jay (his sleep mode is usually preceded by crying then wailing if nothing is done) and what I saw was surprising. The crowd outside was almost same with those inside and more strange faces kept trooping in. Most of these people were drenched in alcohol so much so that it was difficult to breathe around them. The moment it was 12 midnight, they were the first to start shouting even before the Rev made the new year announcement. I later got to know that these people just wanted to enter the new year in Church, it didn't matter how drunk they were or if they were returning to  a brothel after the service.

 After the service, came the loud fireworks popularly known as 'knockout'. These loud sounds continued till 4am. Jay startled all the way home because we had to drive in the midst of different explosive sounds coming from the fireworks. The sad part is that it didn't matter where they fired them, infact the main road was the  target with all the cars driving through. Those things are quite dangerous and were meant to be shot at designated grounds such that the safety of lives and property are ensured not on the roads or within residential premises as was done here. Well, my husband says they've had their fair share of accidents arising from this wrong practises some of which needed a couple of surgeries to correct. Obviously, that hasn't deterred too many people, no, not with what I saw yesterday.