I was getting ready to go out and reached for my pearl necklace, the one I lent my mum to use as a tiara for her birthday. The clasp is broken. How? I don’t understand how someone who has been somewhat responsible all her life has turned into a teenager. My mum is playing a […]
As I was going through an IVF cycle, the one that resulted in Henry, my Dad would call me daily and just chat with me. On this particular day, I was feeling really depressed and defeated. I had spent a stupendous amount of money and the well was looking dry. As was his custom he
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I had a long day and I didn’t feel like talking to anyone. I was holed up in my room enjoying my old school radio drama about a man who was being blackmailed and his wife was suspiciously fine with it. I heard the door creek open and I froze like someone who had just
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My sister once said to me, “Yomi you take time as a suggestion rather than an instruction.” To be fair, I can see why she would think that but honestly, it’s not my fault. The universe has conspired to only allow me to be on time, when I am getting paid. Last summer, the boys
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It was Friday morning and the pain was so intense that all I could do was groan. Nte was frantic trying to get a nurse to help me. Mum walked into the labour ward to a scene of mayhem. Walking past me, the patient, she went to Nte and said, “Hi baby is everything alright.”
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A couple Sundays back, my sister friend, socialpreneur mentor and avid Iya Henry Supporter, @beeba.com and #AraLagos were exhibiting at the #Ecobonk #Adire fair. It was a rainy day which means only one thing to me, my bed, but I had given my word so I had to go out and support a sister. I
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The question of the day is, should you have to pay your spouse or partner for providing you or your extended family with a professional service? Before we delve in, let me just share with you my conspiracy theories on Nigerian influenced Marriages. First of all, Marriage is not for the faint of heart. I
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This evening, as usual, Henry waited till bed time to start packing his school bag. As I patiently watched him pack, I would intermittently bark at him so he didn’t relax and think his time wasting was working. I noticed there were bits of pencil shavings in his pencil case. I asked why as he
Christmas is hands down my favourite time of the year. From The food to fighting with my siblings over food. Fighting with my siblings over clearing the kitchen. Sitting in the kitchen with my siblings grumbling about guests leaving on time so we can open our Christmas presents before Boxing day. Opening presents on Boxing
In my family, the success of an event is directly related to the amount of angst and drama certain family members (specifically my sister and I) experience. Today was no different. It started with me getting less that 5 hours sleep because our Eddie has decided playtime is between 2am and 5am. Now in order
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