God in His awesome wonder saw me through the nine months journey and added a bouncing baby boy to the family.
So far it has been sleepless nights and nappy changing. Typing this at 4am in the morning as he has decided to keep me awake since 2am.
I bless God for His mercies,it wasnt an easy jpurney but the end result is worth it.
Friday, 22 August 2008
Wednesday, 2 July 2008
Panic Attack
So yours truly has been hanging in there, eating, sleeping and reading.....
Tuesday the 27th, I went to the hospital for the antenatal appointment, spent about 2 hours in the hospital as they were short of midwives......imagine that. Well, I made do with admiring different bumps. Some were like balls,pumpkins, I even saw one that looked like paw paw!
After leaving the hospital, I decided to go for partial/half make over. Went for a pedicure and the over all result: I still look like my Ex boyfriend's granny. Big nose,round tummy and of cos looking very black/dark.
I got home and I thought to indulge myself in a Chinese meal. Ordered for Special fried rice and a bottle of coke. Sat down to eat and watch Britain's got talent. Then this tummy ache started..... first, I thought it was the coke, I shouldn't have taken it o I kept telling myself. One hour later and yours truly by now was already crying buckets as the pain was not getting any better.
Called the ambulance and I was rushed to the hospital. Temmy was strapped to a stretcher in an ambulance, Odikwa serious. Ori iya mi o. This has never happened to me before. I couldn't breathe, the had to give me GAS. I couldn't pray I was just staring into space......then I said a word of prayer to God to keep me and my baby safe. Hubby was already panicking.... a part of me wanted to laugh but I couldn't.
Got to the hospital and was told I may be having the baby. Baby ke, that is premature now abi what are we going to call this one........................
Anyways to cut a long story short, I am fine, thanks to God. I have had this post in my draft box since MAY. This is July. I am updating cos of VERA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate her, seriously.
I am suffering from writer's block or is it the pregnancy? Time will tell.
Always remember to say a word of prayer for Temmy. Thanks a bunch.
Tuesday the 27th, I went to the hospital for the antenatal appointment, spent about 2 hours in the hospital as they were short of midwives......imagine that. Well, I made do with admiring different bumps. Some were like balls,pumpkins, I even saw one that looked like paw paw!
After leaving the hospital, I decided to go for partial/half make over. Went for a pedicure and the over all result: I still look like my Ex boyfriend's granny. Big nose,round tummy and of cos looking very black/dark.
I got home and I thought to indulge myself in a Chinese meal. Ordered for Special fried rice and a bottle of coke. Sat down to eat and watch Britain's got talent. Then this tummy ache started..... first, I thought it was the coke, I shouldn't have taken it o I kept telling myself. One hour later and yours truly by now was already crying buckets as the pain was not getting any better.
Called the ambulance and I was rushed to the hospital. Temmy was strapped to a stretcher in an ambulance, Odikwa serious. Ori iya mi o. This has never happened to me before. I couldn't breathe, the had to give me GAS. I couldn't pray I was just staring into space......then I said a word of prayer to God to keep me and my baby safe. Hubby was already panicking.... a part of me wanted to laugh but I couldn't.
Got to the hospital and was told I may be having the baby. Baby ke, that is premature now abi what are we going to call this one........................
Anyways to cut a long story short, I am fine, thanks to God. I have had this post in my draft box since MAY. This is July. I am updating cos of VERA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate her, seriously.
I am suffering from writer's block or is it the pregnancy? Time will tell.
Always remember to say a word of prayer for Temmy. Thanks a bunch.
Wednesday, 7 May 2008
My Back hurts.....
My back hurts!
Seriously i just think pregnancy has its good and bad sides. And since i am very bored why not make a list of the advantages and disadvantages.
Advantages;
1. THE BUST SURELY WILL INCREASE (ISN'T THAT FAB?)
2. YOU CAN BECOME A VERY LAZY WIFE ON THE EXCUSE OF BEING TIRED.
3. YOU HAVE PEOPLE FALLING OVER TO ATTEND TO ALL YOUR NEEDS. (that's when u know your hubby can actually cook,hoover,wash and do all sorts)
4. YOU CAN AFFORD TO FINISH EATING WITHOUT WASHING YOUR HANDS AND THEN SLEEP OFF ON THE COUCH(heavenly i swear by it).
DISADVANTAGES:
1. OH MY WORLD, SOME WOMEN CAN GET SO SICK,ILL(WOTEVER) TO THE POINT OF ASKING GOD IF HAVING A BABY IS THE BEST THING TO HAPPEN TO ANY WOMAN!
2. BACK ACHE IS SURE,SOMETIMES THE THIGHS TOO. (URGH)
3. YOU GET THIS LOOK OF EEYA PELE WHEN YOU ARE WALKING ON THE STREET AND YOU LOOK LIKE YOU ARE ABOUT TO COLLAPSE.
Can't think of any more random disadvantage jare.
Ehen, you won't believe some people( i am not mentioning names o) are lobbying to become god parents for my baby. In my philanthropic nature I have decided that instead of having god mother and god father only, why not create my own list. So here it goes;
Chief godmother/father
Deputy godmother/father
Assistant godmother/father
and of cos finally god mother/father.
This way now there won't be fight at all. Vera(pls dnt tell her) even sent me $1000 dollars for the form which was on sale for $500 only o, so she can be godmother. Seeing that she is dead serious about this position I berra make her Chief godmother,who knows she might be a RANGE ROVER for the baby.
Ehen, didnt someone even say she was ready to give me ideas about names.
Please let the list flow, i am looking for posh names. All I have in my head now are names like Peaches,sunflower, hazelnut, dove e.t.c. Saw a Naija movie recently and the lead actress was called CHELSEA! The producer or the director of that movie should be shot I swear. Well thinking about it o on a lighter note I might just name my baby NOTTINGHAM.
Seriously i just think pregnancy has its good and bad sides. And since i am very bored why not make a list of the advantages and disadvantages.
Advantages;
1. THE BUST SURELY WILL INCREASE (ISN'T THAT FAB?)
2. YOU CAN BECOME A VERY LAZY WIFE ON THE EXCUSE OF BEING TIRED.
3. YOU HAVE PEOPLE FALLING OVER TO ATTEND TO ALL YOUR NEEDS. (that's when u know your hubby can actually cook,hoover,wash and do all sorts)
4. YOU CAN AFFORD TO FINISH EATING WITHOUT WASHING YOUR HANDS AND THEN SLEEP OFF ON THE COUCH(heavenly i swear by it).
DISADVANTAGES:
1. OH MY WORLD, SOME WOMEN CAN GET SO SICK,ILL(WOTEVER) TO THE POINT OF ASKING GOD IF HAVING A BABY IS THE BEST THING TO HAPPEN TO ANY WOMAN!
2. BACK ACHE IS SURE,SOMETIMES THE THIGHS TOO. (URGH)
3. YOU GET THIS LOOK OF EEYA PELE WHEN YOU ARE WALKING ON THE STREET AND YOU LOOK LIKE YOU ARE ABOUT TO COLLAPSE.
Can't think of any more random disadvantage jare.
Ehen, you won't believe some people( i am not mentioning names o) are lobbying to become god parents for my baby. In my philanthropic nature I have decided that instead of having god mother and god father only, why not create my own list. So here it goes;
Chief godmother/father
Deputy godmother/father
Assistant godmother/father
and of cos finally god mother/father.
This way now there won't be fight at all. Vera(pls dnt tell her) even sent me $1000 dollars for the form which was on sale for $500 only o, so she can be godmother. Seeing that she is dead serious about this position I berra make her Chief godmother,who knows she might be a RANGE ROVER for the baby.
Ehen, didnt someone even say she was ready to give me ideas about names.
Please let the list flow, i am looking for posh names. All I have in my head now are names like Peaches,sunflower, hazelnut, dove e.t.c. Saw a Naija movie recently and the lead actress was called CHELSEA! The producer or the director of that movie should be shot I swear. Well thinking about it o on a lighter note I might just name my baby NOTTINGHAM.
Sunday, 27 April 2008
Part 2(lack of what to use as title)
So I was practically dragged to the hospital by hubby and I was told to finish the biggest bottle of RAGOLIS water cos I have to go for a scan to see what is wrong with bloated tummy. Aight, yours truly sat in the hospital lobby,sipping my water and getting nervous. By the time I finished I was about to burst with pressure on my bladder.
Walked in like I was walking on egg shells into the scan room,the doctor then started all the usual stuff of pouring the gel on my tummy and then doing stuff..... considering that i couldn't see what he was doing I just entertained myself with his grumblings. He later told me after about 15 minutes that I am fine, he didn't see anything and that my monthly period should be coming in a few days.
THANK GOD, I MOUTHED AS I RAN INTO THE LOO.
So to all of you over sabi bloggers that left comment, it wasn't PREGNANCY O. I continued with job hunt and after a while, hubby and I decided(better still hubby alone sef) decided I should go back to the UK cos I was frustrating him with all my whining every minute as per being idle. Initially, I was so looking forward to going back to the UK cos that means, there is always going to be light at least. NEPA can so show themselves in Naija, can you just imagine going for 3 days without light?? Wicked people.
Left for the UK, i need not tell you how much I cried at the airport. I seriously wanted to back out at the last minute but I wasn't sure boo was going to be chuffed to have wasted that much money on ticket. OK,London here I come.
Still feeling sicky sicky,went to see my GP 2 days after I got into the UK and voila the news:
G.P: when was your last menstrual period?
Temmy: I can't remember cos I don't keep tabs.
(G.P grumbling,probably thinking I am daft not to keep tabs in this jet age,but whatever G.P!)
G.P: I need you to conduct a pregnancy test before you leave so I'd know what to treat you for.
Temmy: uh,ok, fine.
10 minutes after,the lines were blue,so blue as a matter of fact REALLY BLUE. She is preggie.
Dunno if to curse the stupid doctor in naija that said I wasn't?
Dunno if I am really excited.
Dunno if I am truly ready for this.
Dunno, dunno, dunno
That sounded like a silly nursery rhyme doesn't it.
Trust me now, I cry for anything. I cried while thanking God but I didn't forget to ask Him why now cos I was so careful. I wanted to get a job first in Naija before starting a family. Guess He knows better.
Lord I thank you for your unfailing and unending love.
Now I can hear you sneer *we were right all along*
LOL (rolling eyes and shutting down blog)
Walked in like I was walking on egg shells into the scan room,the doctor then started all the usual stuff of pouring the gel on my tummy and then doing stuff..... considering that i couldn't see what he was doing I just entertained myself with his grumblings. He later told me after about 15 minutes that I am fine, he didn't see anything and that my monthly period should be coming in a few days.
THANK GOD, I MOUTHED AS I RAN INTO THE LOO.
So to all of you over sabi bloggers that left comment, it wasn't PREGNANCY O. I continued with job hunt and after a while, hubby and I decided(better still hubby alone sef) decided I should go back to the UK cos I was frustrating him with all my whining every minute as per being idle. Initially, I was so looking forward to going back to the UK cos that means, there is always going to be light at least. NEPA can so show themselves in Naija, can you just imagine going for 3 days without light?? Wicked people.
Left for the UK, i need not tell you how much I cried at the airport. I seriously wanted to back out at the last minute but I wasn't sure boo was going to be chuffed to have wasted that much money on ticket. OK,London here I come.
Still feeling sicky sicky,went to see my GP 2 days after I got into the UK and voila the news:
G.P: when was your last menstrual period?
Temmy: I can't remember cos I don't keep tabs.
(G.P grumbling,probably thinking I am daft not to keep tabs in this jet age,but whatever G.P!)
G.P: I need you to conduct a pregnancy test before you leave so I'd know what to treat you for.
Temmy: uh,ok, fine.
10 minutes after,the lines were blue,so blue as a matter of fact REALLY BLUE. She is preggie.
Dunno if to curse the stupid doctor in naija that said I wasn't?
Dunno if I am really excited.
Dunno if I am truly ready for this.
Dunno, dunno, dunno
That sounded like a silly nursery rhyme doesn't it.
Trust me now, I cry for anything. I cried while thanking God but I didn't forget to ask Him why now cos I was so careful. I wanted to get a job first in Naija before starting a family. Guess He knows better.
Lord I thank you for your unfailing and unending love.
Now I can hear you sneer *we were right all along*
LOL (rolling eyes and shutting down blog)
Wednesday, 16 April 2008
An update at last
This is to VERA!
I hope you will now allow me to breathe. In all honesty this is more RANDOM than random itself.
1. Marriage is great, it has given me the opportunity to put my culinary skills to test. In the bid to impress Mr O(who truly likes food), I have to think every minute about what to cook for dinner that will kinda impress him. I thank God that he doesn't eat breakfast, at work during lunch, so all i really have to do is dinner. So why not make it something special....
So I decided to make Asaro( yam pottage or porridge) one evening like that o, got everything set and I started feeling like a cook. I even wore a pink apron,can you imagine??? Trying to remember how mummy used to make the thing way back was just a blurry vision. This isn't one food I'd eat on a normal day but for the sake of variety before the boy starts to complain that na so so rice I dey give am chop.
Anyways, I got everything right but I guess I added too much water! After mixing all the stuff together, end product was a little soft or was it watery? I began to panic o, carried phone and called PRINCESS YAYI in America(like she was going to come all the way to Naija to make it any better). Alright she told me to do this and that after laughing at me for about 5 minutes.
I quickly sent a text to hubby to alert him that he might not be eating a very ''nice'' dinner. Thank God the thing hardened up before he got back from work.
2. After the honeymoon( I just realised I never got round to blogging about it o), I had to stay back in Nigeria, trying to get a job. Job interviews, writing silly GMAT tests, and then getting offered 50K per month at the end of the day. Ki ni mo fe fi se(what do i want to do with 50K) my mouth don tear. Oh yeah, that reminds me. Went for interview for a marketing role, after all the question and answer session, the chairman of the company said,we know and understand that you studied abroad but we really can't afford to pay you as much as you wish but we can offer you 30K a month. In my head I must have thought I heard the guy saying plus accommodation and official car and driver! Is he drunk?
3. Couldn't stand all the wahala of job hunting in Nigeria, having to wake up to say bye bye to hubby in the morning, same me saying welcome around 7pm. All I was doing then was sleep, eat, watch DSTV, go on the net, go window shopping once in a while, beg hubby to buy doughnut and fresh bread from cant remember the name of the store now jare, I know it is in Ikeja GRA. What a life!!!!!!!!!.
4. Then I woke up one morning,feeling extremely bloated, fat and ...... when all I do is eat. Tried to manage the feeling for some weeks, one fateful morning hubby had to practically drag me to the hospital. There it was, staring at me in the face. Something I have been running away from for years,why me, why now?
To be continued......
I hope you will now allow me to breathe. In all honesty this is more RANDOM than random itself.
1. Marriage is great, it has given me the opportunity to put my culinary skills to test. In the bid to impress Mr O(who truly likes food), I have to think every minute about what to cook for dinner that will kinda impress him. I thank God that he doesn't eat breakfast, at work during lunch, so all i really have to do is dinner. So why not make it something special....
So I decided to make Asaro( yam pottage or porridge) one evening like that o, got everything set and I started feeling like a cook. I even wore a pink apron,can you imagine??? Trying to remember how mummy used to make the thing way back was just a blurry vision. This isn't one food I'd eat on a normal day but for the sake of variety before the boy starts to complain that na so so rice I dey give am chop.
Anyways, I got everything right but I guess I added too much water! After mixing all the stuff together, end product was a little soft or was it watery? I began to panic o, carried phone and called PRINCESS YAYI in America(like she was going to come all the way to Naija to make it any better). Alright she told me to do this and that after laughing at me for about 5 minutes.
I quickly sent a text to hubby to alert him that he might not be eating a very ''nice'' dinner. Thank God the thing hardened up before he got back from work.
2. After the honeymoon( I just realised I never got round to blogging about it o), I had to stay back in Nigeria, trying to get a job. Job interviews, writing silly GMAT tests, and then getting offered 50K per month at the end of the day. Ki ni mo fe fi se(what do i want to do with 50K) my mouth don tear. Oh yeah, that reminds me. Went for interview for a marketing role, after all the question and answer session, the chairman of the company said,we know and understand that you studied abroad but we really can't afford to pay you as much as you wish but we can offer you 30K a month. In my head I must have thought I heard the guy saying plus accommodation and official car and driver! Is he drunk?
3. Couldn't stand all the wahala of job hunting in Nigeria, having to wake up to say bye bye to hubby in the morning, same me saying welcome around 7pm. All I was doing then was sleep, eat, watch DSTV, go on the net, go window shopping once in a while, beg hubby to buy doughnut and fresh bread from cant remember the name of the store now jare, I know it is in Ikeja GRA. What a life!!!!!!!!!.
4. Then I woke up one morning,feeling extremely bloated, fat and ...... when all I do is eat. Tried to manage the feeling for some weeks, one fateful morning hubby had to practically drag me to the hospital. There it was, staring at me in the face. Something I have been running away from for years,why me, why now?
To be continued......
Saturday, 26 January 2008
Super Eagles ni o.
I knew something was going to push me headlong towards this my blog again. Never thought it was gonna be my favourite Super Eagles or some comments I came across over some of my favourite blogs.
Fine, I do not have the passion to blog but nothing happened to my passion for reading other people's blogs whenever I feel like(cos i can sense someone raising nose already).
Back to Super eagles, whether Nigeria qualifies or not I'd have to speak to Yar Adua to sack the coach. His last minute changes in the match against Mali nearly gave me high blood pressure. For this reason he is guilty of wanting to snuff life out a future Naija Millionaire. Imagine me passing on to glory because of those silly boys, the angels will be too angry they will flog me back to planet earth!
What a better way to be defeated, group stage matches...... ok o. God dey. All I know is I am changing nationality till after Nations cup. Considering Congo or Sudan.
Ehen, talking about other things, what do people gain from being faceless and anonymous and their sole aim is to look for other people's faults. The thing pass me o. It is a free world, people can choose to lie on their blog, free to form or make up stories. Yours is to read and leave comments if you like, if you don't move on!
I have fav blogs that i hardly leave any comment,sometimes because I do not agree with the writer's opinion but I always remember that everyone is entitled to their opinion in life. A cup can either be half full or half empty, it depends on how we see it individually. I tire o. Now they have chased away 36inches from blog world.!
Fine, I do not have the passion to blog but nothing happened to my passion for reading other people's blogs whenever I feel like(cos i can sense someone raising nose already).
Back to Super eagles, whether Nigeria qualifies or not I'd have to speak to Yar Adua to sack the coach. His last minute changes in the match against Mali nearly gave me high blood pressure. For this reason he is guilty of wanting to snuff life out a future Naija Millionaire. Imagine me passing on to glory because of those silly boys, the angels will be too angry they will flog me back to planet earth!
What a better way to be defeated, group stage matches...... ok o. God dey. All I know is I am changing nationality till after Nations cup. Considering Congo or Sudan.
Ehen, talking about other things, what do people gain from being faceless and anonymous and their sole aim is to look for other people's faults. The thing pass me o. It is a free world, people can choose to lie on their blog, free to form or make up stories. Yours is to read and leave comments if you like, if you don't move on!
I have fav blogs that i hardly leave any comment,sometimes because I do not agree with the writer's opinion but I always remember that everyone is entitled to their opinion in life. A cup can either be half full or half empty, it depends on how we see it individually. I tire o. Now they have chased away 36inches from blog world.!
Saturday, 15 December 2007
Random Thoughts
I definitely have lost the passion for blogging.
I remember today Abiodun, keep resting. I love you. God loves you more.
I wonder why guys have to put pictures of bare chest on facebook as profile pix.
I wonder why people drive like monkeys in Lagos.
I wonder why I miss my friends so much.
I wonder why God chose to bless me so much despite my unbelief.
I wonder why human beings are so vain.
I wonder why I am wondering..............
I guess I am just plain bored.
I remember today Abiodun, keep resting. I love you. God loves you more.
I wonder why guys have to put pictures of bare chest on facebook as profile pix.
I wonder why people drive like monkeys in Lagos.
I wonder why I miss my friends so much.
I wonder why God chose to bless me so much despite my unbelief.
I wonder why human beings are so vain.
I wonder why I am wondering..............
I guess I am just plain bored.
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