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Finally I made it.

Today I graduated. I am officially a pharmacist (well not yet licensed) but I am grateful for everything. I didn't get the graduation ceremony or to see my family as I had hoped. It is bittersweet to accept that four years have gone by. Times like this remind me of family members I have lost.… Continue reading Finally I made it.

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The struggle is real.

'If this were your last day, is this how you would like to spend it? Protect yourself'. I have spent a lot of days kicking myself for the mistakes I made, for the things I should have done but didn't do. Today is a new day for me. Its time I stop letting them stop… Continue reading The struggle is real.

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It’s tough today, a tribute to my big brother

I am sorry I have been away for some time now. I have had to deal with personal issues and the mix of school has made it tough for me. Today makes it a year I lost my elder brother. It has brought a lot of memories to me. I have thought of what to best… Continue reading It’s tough today, a tribute to my big brother

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Chronicles of my second missionary journey 4: Expecting and losing at the same time.

Wow, this is deep.
Ps, this is my younger sister.

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GA: 4-6 weeks

I do not know how to feel these days. Expecting a child should be a thing of joy n’est pas? Losing a family member is a sorrowful period. I am caught between these two emotions, it is safe to say that my emotions are a train wreck right now. I cannot rejoice, I dare not cry. My expression remains bland. Hubby often times can’t read me, is she depressed over her brothers illness or is she just having morning sickness?

Today, I receive bad news…. my brother has passed. I am distraught, my emotions sink further. Even my daughter is helpless. She senses mummy is not okay but she has no idea why.

This is a trying time for everyone around me. I am treated like an egg about to crack. “Don’t cry, it’s not good for the baby”. “Remember your condition”. All these nuggets of advice…

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About Old wives tales and myths: mummy bath time ritual

I find it interesting the mix of our traditions, some don’t make any sense while others are actually helpful. Hope you enjoy reading this

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My first exposure to omugwo was when my friend Onyinye’s mum had their last born. We were in Jss 3 then and every morning she would come and narrate all the wonderful things her mum was being pampered with. One of them was the famous ‘mmiri ogwu’ a specially prepared broth filled with lots of fish, meat and herbs. She even brought some to school, which we all shared. I couldn’t wait for my turn.

When I got home from the hospital after ada’s birth, my wonderful neighbours declared they would take care of me… I was estatic, I would receive community omugwo 💃💃💃💃(is God not great?). Morning came and after watching her bath baby, it was my turn. OK ooo.. so auntie will bath me… chai uwa arila nma (such good fortune) I thought till I got to the bathroom and saw bucket filled with piping HOT WATER. Ewoo…

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