We were looking at getting discharged after he has gained the required weight and has stabilised well. It was the longest 2 and a half months of our lives. Shuttling from home to hospital 3 times daily. Some days more. Going through plenty set backs. You just get phone calls that will sink ur heart some days. And just when we thot AH! Light at the tunnel, we faced another major set back: surgery. My tiny little man was going to have surgery urgently.
I remember that day; I had never fet that scared, hopeless and helpless in my life. Trust doctors, just when u think u have serious issues the they'd jump at, they just take it ever so casually! Long story short, the surgery started at 3am. By which time I was week n didn't know what to expect.
To God's glory, it was successful! He survived it. Shortly after, we were discharged. Went back on admission for another slight issue. Finally after 10 days, we came home.
A lot happened that I just can't put down here. The trauma, excessive bills, confusion, guilt, fear etc When I compare the way he looked at birth to what he looks like now, wow! I just marvel. Only God can do this. It's been an eventful 4 months.
But when I look back, I think of these few things:
Some people would gladly switch places with me. Failed IVFs n loss of full term babies. Now I know a lot.
In spite of it all, my son is my best birthday gift ever, I mean, how many people get that lucky!
God always accompanies u on those difficult journeys, even though it doesn't seem so at the moment.
Theres always a reason to thank God.
For those of u who found a way to keep in touch, I say thank u, so grateful.
LG, Luscious Ron, Chacha, thx so much.
Missed blogging, I hope am back.
Oh and my boy's name? Let's call him AJ.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Back again...... With my miracle. 1
As usual, I couldn't find the appropriate title for this post. So much has happened and there just doesn't seem to be a phrase to capture it all.
So a few updates:
After what seemed like 3 long months for me, I got pregnant. Very exciting as I was waiting to see which of the gruesome and wonderful tales of pregnant women I'd tell.
First trimester I started spotting and was placed on bed rest for over a month. Read so much about it and what might happen. After the bed rest all seemed fine until I started bleeding in my 2nd trim. Placed on bed rest again and after about a month I was back on my feet again.
Asides those issues, I was one of those lucky women, I had just 4 or so episodes of nausea, I didn't have crazy cravings for strange stuff. Hubby was lucky. No waking him up in the night to go look for water melon or roasted corn like I hear some people do. Sometimes I hate food but won't throw up. I was sleeping like an idiot tho! I sleep for about 45 mins or so at work. I mean, in the face of deadlines et al, I simply close the books and sleep and even snore! It was embarrassing, lol.
Then I didn't really blow up like I thought I would. People didn't notice my bump until I was 6 months gone except of course for people close to me. Pregnancy made me look really good. Great skin and hair. I enjoyed it. At least that period.....
Trouble started in my 7th month. I had the usual oedema that comes with pregnancy. My feet were really swollen and painful. So on good friday, I went to the hospital just to see that all was well. After my BP reading and urine test, I found I had pre eclampsia. I had read almost everything about pregnancy including the PIH (pregnancy induced hypertension) I had. So when the doctor diagnosed it, I knew exactly what it meant. I was admitted immediately. All I could think of was buying time for my baby. For a while, all seemed well, or so I thought. I felt I was going to buy plenty time for my baby. On my birthday during my breakfast, doctors said the baby had to be delivered that day as my BP shot so high and going further would be risking both lives. My baby was really small due to the illness. Wasn't up to 1 kg yet. Everyone cried except Bubbly. Somehow, the guy was just so strong.
Now I know what "going through the valley of the shadow of death" means. I was scared shitless! I couldn't pray or cry anymore. I didn't know what to expect. Later I found the courage to hum one of my fave hymns:. "I will not forget thee or leave thee". It helped. The operation didn't take so long. I was even gisting with the doctors as it was epidural. Shortly, my baby boy was delivered and he cried! My little man cried! First time I saw him, that was a day after the operation, my heart leapt and sank almost immediately. He was so very tiny! With tubes and wires sticking all over him. He also had a bandage over his face. He had jaundice and malaria. He weighed 800 grams. Very discouraging. As with all new borns he lost weight again and dropped to 600 grams. So when I say tiny, he really was tiny. My faith was challenged. Some moments I'd feel encouraged by the plenty stories people told me about prem babies. Next moment I'd just start crying cos I know the stakes: there were no guaranties.
Trouble started in my 7th month. I had the usual oedema that comes with pregnancy. My feet were really swollen and painful. So on good friday, I went to the hospital just to see that all was well. After my BP reading and urine test, I found I had pre eclampsia. I had read almost everything about pregnancy including the PIH (pregnancy induced hypertension) I had. So when the doctor diagnosed it, I knew exactly what it meant. I was admitted immediately. All I could think of was buying time for my baby. For a while, all seemed well, or so I thought. I felt I was going to buy plenty time for my baby. On my birthday during my breakfast, doctors said the baby had to be delivered that day as my BP shot so high and going further would be risking both lives. My baby was really small due to the illness. Wasn't up to 1 kg yet. Everyone cried except Bubbly. Somehow, the guy was just so strong.
Now I know what "going through the valley of the shadow of death" means. I was scared shitless! I couldn't pray or cry anymore. I didn't know what to expect. Later I found the courage to hum one of my fave hymns:. "I will not forget thee or leave thee". It helped. The operation didn't take so long. I was even gisting with the doctors as it was epidural. Shortly, my baby boy was delivered and he cried! My little man cried! First time I saw him, that was a day after the operation, my heart leapt and sank almost immediately. He was so very tiny! With tubes and wires sticking all over him. He also had a bandage over his face. He had jaundice and malaria. He weighed 800 grams. Very discouraging. As with all new borns he lost weight again and dropped to 600 grams. So when I say tiny, he really was tiny. My faith was challenged. Some moments I'd feel encouraged by the plenty stories people told me about prem babies. Next moment I'd just start crying cos I know the stakes: there were no guaranties.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Friday, November 25, 2011
Not yet Uhuru....
I cant explain what happened to me since the last time I blogged. Life just kinda went past so fast that its hard to catch up. Life just happened to me and I just didnt seem to find the words to put down.
But tonight I kinda found my voice (or fingers if you prefer).
Sadness and joy seems to have a way of making you come to yourself; you just slow down and see yourself again.
You know when you hurt so bad that you actually feel your heart ache? When the very essence of you seems to be drawing away? Yeah am there.
I'm not a perfectionist but I do try a great deal to figure how things work out for me. I try to have a plan and focus for my life. I also appreciate the fact that life does have a way of happening and messes up your plan.
I try to avoid anything that tampers with my peace, as much as I can. So when against all my plan my peace and joy is threatened, I hurt badly.
Its worse when its that someone you so hope and believe wont hurt you that bad just stabs your heart, twists the blade and isnt bothered a bit.
Sometimes you just need a heart of steel.
So I'm here tonight, crawling back to my safety nest where I can express my hurt, without fear or care. It wont solve my problems but hey, I feel good about letting it out.
Tears feel so comforting right now. I dont even wanna stop them. Feels good right now.
Rambled mindlessly enough for one night......
Soon I'll be on my way to Uhuru.... Will get there.
But tonight I kinda found my voice (or fingers if you prefer).
Sadness and joy seems to have a way of making you come to yourself; you just slow down and see yourself again.
You know when you hurt so bad that you actually feel your heart ache? When the very essence of you seems to be drawing away? Yeah am there.
I'm not a perfectionist but I do try a great deal to figure how things work out for me. I try to have a plan and focus for my life. I also appreciate the fact that life does have a way of happening and messes up your plan.
I try to avoid anything that tampers with my peace, as much as I can. So when against all my plan my peace and joy is threatened, I hurt badly.
Its worse when its that someone you so hope and believe wont hurt you that bad just stabs your heart, twists the blade and isnt bothered a bit.
Sometimes you just need a heart of steel.
So I'm here tonight, crawling back to my safety nest where I can express my hurt, without fear or care. It wont solve my problems but hey, I feel good about letting it out.
Tears feel so comforting right now. I dont even wanna stop them. Feels good right now.
Rambled mindlessly enough for one night......
Soon I'll be on my way to Uhuru.... Will get there.
Monday, July 4, 2011
Am Back
Where do i begin my story?
First am gonna thank my blogger friends who kept in touch in and out of here. For those who left comments on my postless post, lol. For LG who found out if my office was far away from the bomb blast in June, Miss Whitman, Luscious and of cos Chacha who called to say congrats.... u guys are simply wonderful.
Now to my absence: my muse was kidnapped by work and planning. I had so much to talk about and for some reason I just could not get around to do a post and when i finally found the strength, time and my muse, for reasons best known to blogger, it decided it was time for me to learn arabic. Everything was in arabic! I had no idea how to change it but thank God my super intelligent SIL (Sister in Law) helped me out :)
Oh yeah did i mention that i got married last weekend? Yes i did!!! I am now known and to be addressed as Mrs. Bubbly
God has been so wonderful! Details on my next post when i realised who has missed me and is glad to have me back :)
And when i get rid of this fake nails!
CIAO
Friday, May 20, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
This and That.....
Hey y'all! Been ages it seems.
Been so busy its exhausting. Plus i never knew wedding preparations could be this stressful, o ga!
I was hoping I would still be the normal omotee and everything around me wont be screaming "wedding preparations" but i must have been fooling myself. I was hoping lots of people would gladly make decisions for me (yes, am that clueless) but I answer one question or the other from either my mum or Bubbly's mum. What color do you want for this? what place for that?
Prior to all these prep, I talk to my mum almost everyday and I usually enjoy it, but now, she calls everyday having one info or question or something that I have to attend to. Na wa o!!!!
I have always wondered what an engagement list should contain and wondered what mine would look like. If i list out the things you will laugh ehn, I could not stop laughing myself. 42 tubers of yam, 42 pieces of kola nut, box filled with cloths for the bride, jewelry box, umbrella (this one cracks me up big time), dry fish etc I just laugh! I kept comparing the list to see if my parents were being funny with their own list, turns out mine was way better plus its not my parents decision anyway, its basically our village folks. They even asked for a goat! GOAT!!!! I calmed down when I heard some people ask for cow. Oginni?!?! So far I like the cloths part, Bubbly's mum has a good taste and knows what I like :)
I never knew choosing colours could be this hard. I have been trying to choose colours for our engagement attire, just Bubbly and I. The boy has decided all the colours I know are over used or not fine: blue, purple, wine, red. Please people, this is where y'all come in. ALL SUGGESTIONS on colour schemes are highly needed please! Just help me!
I gladly gave someone the freehand to handle the bridesmaids dresses and all that but she's having problems getting something appropriate because I want "nice, decent, classy and inexpensive". Nice and inexpensive look like they dont belong in the same sentence, its like trying to mix oil and water. I just dont want people spending so much money cos they wanna come for my wedding. She's in UK and i was hoping she would get something nice. I dont have the energy to make trips to lagos to find nice dresses. Neither am I prepared to give anything to any tailor, God forbid!
I am already dreading shopping for my gown. I like to say I like shopping, it just depends on what and when. When I have money and I just come accross stuff I like or might need, its good shopping. But I hate shopping for a particular thing: like looking for a pair of gold sandals to go with my some aso ebi, for some reason all the witches and wizards of my village will make sure i find only tacky and expensive gold sandals at that period. I am hoping they go on break when am ready to shop for my dress. I want something lacy and nice and decent that will at the same time meet the definition of "decent" for my parents church. Sometimes their definition of "decent" amounts to "wear a sack" or "the tackiest dress available".
Something else, suddenly everyone feels qualified and obliged to give us advice on marital issues now. I wonder if anyone of these people ever thought for once that we have had lots of people talk to us before them. Its usually the same advice, just slight variations in words and style. Some people virtually face me and go "You must be very patient and learn to submit...". As in, they just face me alone like the whole thing depends on me. Unfortunately I cant tell them not to bother as I have heard it all or am just plain bored and tired. I have to pretend that am attentive and I am hearing those magic words for the very first time in my life. We have not even started official counselling. I am curious and at the same time wary of what Counselling would entail. Meanwhile, I will answer all the questions honestly and wont be embarrassed by it, if they like, they can keep looking at me with bad eyes till eternity, OYO!
On a random note now:
Its painful to watch TV these days. I am referring to our own local stations. All the presidential and governorship campaign and ads going on now are just so painful to watch. I dont know if its the insincerity oozing out of their mouths or the funny dramas and people they use for the ads.
I especially loathe the one of Goodluck and Sambo playing some sort of soccer and scoring goals. Its just so dumb!!! And some people get paid for that?!?! WTH?! Make that April come and go sef, I don tire.
Gotta go now. I await ur inputs on colours and address and web addresses for anything you come up with please. Thank ya!
Great day y'all!
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
So the News is......
I'm engaged. Yep!
No he didnt formally ask me to marry him.
He didnt give me any ring sef.
On Sunday 6th of March, we had our introduction. For Yorubas at least am sure we all do it, not sure its compulsory in other tribes.
Introductions are meant to be a quiet family affair but trust us yorubas, we do things in big big ways, hehehehe!
So Bubbly and his family came to beg (operating word being "Beg) for my hand in marriage seeing that am the best thing that happened to Bubbly :)
He did the whole dobale thing. They've been claiming they are royalty and the dont kneel or prostrate but they humbled themselves and knelt and prostrated! lol.
Then they came to get me, the whole fun fare, dancing and spraying. Of cos i loved the spraying part :)
The pictures turned out nicely, everyone looked happy. Ate good food and prayed and departed. It didnt take long, no unnecessary talks.
In all I give all glory to God for a beautiful introduction. The date is set and we shall begin the count-down together. Pls join me in prayers and ideas etc
I've been planning the wedding for a while now but I believe a lot is done with cash, see why una need to scabash for me ba? lol.
I've decided to buy a wedding dress eventually, no more renting. Am so certain am gonna leave it in my parents house after the whole ceremony.
I know am gonna make a trip to lag at least once. Abuja people are a bit limited and too expensive!!! haba! So here's where I need ur help. All the pictures and website addresses etc you can send, need them!
I've missed blogsville and its good to be back!
Tank u, tank u, tank u!
No he didnt formally ask me to marry him.
He didnt give me any ring sef.
On Sunday 6th of March, we had our introduction. For Yorubas at least am sure we all do it, not sure its compulsory in other tribes.
Introductions are meant to be a quiet family affair but trust us yorubas, we do things in big big ways, hehehehe!
So Bubbly and his family came to beg (operating word being "Beg) for my hand in marriage seeing that am the best thing that happened to Bubbly :)
He did the whole dobale thing. They've been claiming they are royalty and the dont kneel or prostrate but they humbled themselves and knelt and prostrated! lol.
Then they came to get me, the whole fun fare, dancing and spraying. Of cos i loved the spraying part :)
The pictures turned out nicely, everyone looked happy. Ate good food and prayed and departed. It didnt take long, no unnecessary talks.
In all I give all glory to God for a beautiful introduction. The date is set and we shall begin the count-down together. Pls join me in prayers and ideas etc
I've been planning the wedding for a while now but I believe a lot is done with cash, see why una need to scabash for me ba? lol.
I've decided to buy a wedding dress eventually, no more renting. Am so certain am gonna leave it in my parents house after the whole ceremony.
I know am gonna make a trip to lag at least once. Abuja people are a bit limited and too expensive!!! haba! So here's where I need ur help. All the pictures and website addresses etc you can send, need them!
I've missed blogsville and its good to be back!
Tank u, tank u, tank u!
Monday, February 7, 2011
Hey Pipo!
I know I was to continue my last post but you know how it is, some deadline, bosslady, life generally just kept me away.
Now I cant even remember what I was gonna blog about so this is gonna be some random ish.
I've got cramps again. I am sincerely and truly tired of cramps. Now it has a new thing it does apart from normal tummy ache, back ache and foul mood. Now my legs ache like crazy! I cant even describe the pain, its just painful (yeah, thats why its called pain abi) and annoying.
Some dude has infected my new HP laptop with virus. Its called security guard. I cant do anything with it. The guy was watching some dumb baseball game, forming some akata kinda thing and thereby exposing my computer. To cap it all he was behaving like he knew just how to deal with it. Next time i see him, I shall treat him like virus - guy u r viral!
Oh I've finally registered! I had given up on it cos I just didnt see myself joining any of those hopeless and endless queues. But my Mum and Bubbly were begining to make me feel like I was doing something very evil by not struggling to register. He had gone to his home town to register. So he got his friends, this very nice family to help write my name down which they did as early as 4 am! I had to leave home before 6 to go and monitor my name and then queue. It was so fast and I was done before 9.30am. I was so grateful but when I saw the queues in other places, I wanted to go back and kneel down to say thanks. I really hate queues. In school there was always some back door means for me to avoid queue. I paid for it all in camp when I had to queue for registration. I dont wanna remember those days mehn.
So i have my reg card. The picture is prolly the ugliest I've ever taken in my life tho, lol. I no care jare.
So I was at Salsa yesterday, it was so much fun. There was this funny guy who I had never seen before. He asked me to dance, he is obviously learning cos his steps lacked rythm. Guess what, he actually thot I was learning - it was a laughable scene. U know say pesin na learner/novice, im come begin dey treat u like say na u no sabi. He was actually encouraging me: "yeah, you're doing good, just keep going". Trust me, I kuku no talk. I said "pls try to come down to a learner's level, I am still struggling". Of cos he knew later when I danced with other people, for im mind e for don say "chei, i don jump sha!"
Ok, am going. This pain is frustrating!
Nice week y'all!
I know I was to continue my last post but you know how it is, some deadline, bosslady, life generally just kept me away.
Now I cant even remember what I was gonna blog about so this is gonna be some random ish.
I've got cramps again. I am sincerely and truly tired of cramps. Now it has a new thing it does apart from normal tummy ache, back ache and foul mood. Now my legs ache like crazy! I cant even describe the pain, its just painful (yeah, thats why its called pain abi) and annoying.
Some dude has infected my new HP laptop with virus. Its called security guard. I cant do anything with it. The guy was watching some dumb baseball game, forming some akata kinda thing and thereby exposing my computer. To cap it all he was behaving like he knew just how to deal with it. Next time i see him, I shall treat him like virus - guy u r viral!
Oh I've finally registered! I had given up on it cos I just didnt see myself joining any of those hopeless and endless queues. But my Mum and Bubbly were begining to make me feel like I was doing something very evil by not struggling to register. He had gone to his home town to register. So he got his friends, this very nice family to help write my name down which they did as early as 4 am! I had to leave home before 6 to go and monitor my name and then queue. It was so fast and I was done before 9.30am. I was so grateful but when I saw the queues in other places, I wanted to go back and kneel down to say thanks. I really hate queues. In school there was always some back door means for me to avoid queue. I paid for it all in camp when I had to queue for registration. I dont wanna remember those days mehn.
So i have my reg card. The picture is prolly the ugliest I've ever taken in my life tho, lol. I no care jare.
So I was at Salsa yesterday, it was so much fun. There was this funny guy who I had never seen before. He asked me to dance, he is obviously learning cos his steps lacked rythm. Guess what, he actually thot I was learning - it was a laughable scene. U know say pesin na learner/novice, im come begin dey treat u like say na u no sabi. He was actually encouraging me: "yeah, you're doing good, just keep going". Trust me, I kuku no talk. I said "pls try to come down to a learner's level, I am still struggling". Of cos he knew later when I danced with other people, for im mind e for don say "chei, i don jump sha!"
Ok, am going. This pain is frustrating!
Nice week y'all!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Didnt find a title...
Hey people, now let me say it properly: Happy New Year!
May this be a very good year for us, with lots and lots of wonderful things installed for us IJN!
I have missed my internet family like crazy!
So much to talk about...
First, the reason for my seeming disappearance. The year started on a busy note. Bosslady as usual made sure there were lots of things to come back to, so i kinda got very busy first week. I told myself I wasnt gonna read blogs until I had done some work, its not a resolution, i dont do resolutions cos it just fails.
So i have been working and faffing around somewhat.
You had to see me when i got home (I travelled home for Xmas), i was grinning like an idiot and ransacked every room to see whats new and stealable. God it was good to see my mum and everyone else, but especially my Mum! We both couldnt stop smiling. I got nice treatments for the first 3 days, after that, it was just pretty normal.
Christmas day wasnt bad. Not bad at all. Somehow, Xmas isnt as fun as it used to be when we were kids. Then u could drink as many bottles of fanta as ur tummy could take without anyone questioning you and show off your new dress and shoes and that was fun. Now, I just wanna chill.
Somehow and thankfully too, all my friends were home for Xmas and we did the usual hanging out and discussing the political status of our dear country. Its more fun as we are all lawyers. We all talk like we talk to GEJ and everyone of importance one on one. Its nice.
And my darling friend is preggers! She looked cute!
So Church on Xmas day wasnt so much fun: EVERYONE is married. well, at least, most of my peers. So we do this welcome thing where u leave your seat to greet people. I could swear that all the women that greeted me were either saying (in their minds of course) that:
"Hmm, this girl is still not married. Such a nice girl. Eeh yah..."
or
"Hmm, this one still never marry, how she go marry, Abuja money don enter her eye, see the way she is dressed sef..."
Dont ask me how i know, I just know. Omo, na dem sabi jare.
I missed Bubbly like crazy. It was mad! I was away for just 10 days and it felt like one month.
I returned to Abuja on the 30th. Couldnt bear it anymore, lol.
We kinda caused a scene at the airport. It was so so emotional! Hmm, love o love!
Meanwhile, my trip back was not funny. Az in, not funny mehn!
Na road I dey take waka from Abuja home o. Until this time, I decided to come back by air to avoid that Lokoja road, its always crazy.
So i entered this plane/kombi bus. It was so small and noisy and I sat near the propellers No be say I no dey fly o but I have never been in one so small and with propellers! I kept praying and speaking in tongues and still imagining what would happen if the propellers just stop. I said "No God, pls, dont let me die like this, I still wanna marry Bubbly!".
The guy beside me kept gisting with me to take my mind off it. I asked him what would happen if the propellers stopped working and he said there is some plan B they usually have. I asked him if he was sure, he smiled and said no. I wanted to kill him. It was so funny when we landed cos I forgot in a moment when I saw Bubbly.
Will continue this tommorow.... Gotta go see my tailor.
May this be a very good year for us, with lots and lots of wonderful things installed for us IJN!
I have missed my internet family like crazy!
So much to talk about...
First, the reason for my seeming disappearance. The year started on a busy note. Bosslady as usual made sure there were lots of things to come back to, so i kinda got very busy first week. I told myself I wasnt gonna read blogs until I had done some work, its not a resolution, i dont do resolutions cos it just fails.
So i have been working and faffing around somewhat.
You had to see me when i got home (I travelled home for Xmas), i was grinning like an idiot and ransacked every room to see whats new and stealable. God it was good to see my mum and everyone else, but especially my Mum! We both couldnt stop smiling. I got nice treatments for the first 3 days, after that, it was just pretty normal.
Christmas day wasnt bad. Not bad at all. Somehow, Xmas isnt as fun as it used to be when we were kids. Then u could drink as many bottles of fanta as ur tummy could take without anyone questioning you and show off your new dress and shoes and that was fun. Now, I just wanna chill.
Somehow and thankfully too, all my friends were home for Xmas and we did the usual hanging out and discussing the political status of our dear country. Its more fun as we are all lawyers. We all talk like we talk to GEJ and everyone of importance one on one. Its nice.
And my darling friend is preggers! She looked cute!
So Church on Xmas day wasnt so much fun: EVERYONE is married. well, at least, most of my peers. So we do this welcome thing where u leave your seat to greet people. I could swear that all the women that greeted me were either saying (in their minds of course) that:
"Hmm, this girl is still not married. Such a nice girl. Eeh yah..."
or
"Hmm, this one still never marry, how she go marry, Abuja money don enter her eye, see the way she is dressed sef..."
Dont ask me how i know, I just know. Omo, na dem sabi jare.
I missed Bubbly like crazy. It was mad! I was away for just 10 days and it felt like one month.
I returned to Abuja on the 30th. Couldnt bear it anymore, lol.
We kinda caused a scene at the airport. It was so so emotional! Hmm, love o love!
Meanwhile, my trip back was not funny. Az in, not funny mehn!
Na road I dey take waka from Abuja home o. Until this time, I decided to come back by air to avoid that Lokoja road, its always crazy.
So i entered this plane/kombi bus. It was so small and noisy and I sat near the propellers No be say I no dey fly o but I have never been in one so small and with propellers! I kept praying and speaking in tongues and still imagining what would happen if the propellers just stop. I said "No God, pls, dont let me die like this, I still wanna marry Bubbly!".
The guy beside me kept gisting with me to take my mind off it. I asked him what would happen if the propellers stopped working and he said there is some plan B they usually have. I asked him if he was sure, he smiled and said no. I wanted to kill him. It was so funny when we landed cos I forgot in a moment when I saw Bubbly.
Will continue this tommorow.... Gotta go see my tailor.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Happy New Year!
Just to say happy new year to you all.
I have really missed my blogville folks.
Will do a real post soonest.
Have a great week!
I have really missed my blogville folks.
Will do a real post soonest.
Have a great week!
Friday, December 17, 2010
FINALLY, MY 100TH
Its my 100th Yay!
So these are the answers to the questions
1. When did you start blogging and why (Myne Whitman)?
One day, i googled Ajala travels - to find out if its really true that a man named Ajala really did travel the whole world round. Then I discovered some girl's blog where she wrote lots of stuff about travelling etc There i found other interesting blogs and I kept reading them.
So these are the answers to the questions
1. When did you start blogging and why (Myne Whitman)?
One day, i googled Ajala travels - to find out if its really true that a man named Ajala really did travel the whole world round. Then I discovered some girl's blog where she wrote lots of stuff about travelling etc There i found other interesting blogs and I kept reading them.
I also found out that everyone had their own style - which means you dont have to be a serious or full time writer, you could just put down your thots.
So in 2008 I started blogging and its been fun.
2. When is your wedding (Myne Whitman)?
I hope to tie the knot next year. There are lots of determining factors so I cant say specifically this month but I can say its definitely next year. It will only change if something really drastic happens and I am praying against that. So next year God's grace.
3. Shebi I will get aso ebi? (LG asks)
Yes you will - if you are willing to pay, lol. And if you are willing to let me meet you finally, abi how i wan take give you aso ebi?
4. Have you and Bubbly set a date? (Repressed One asks)
Please refer to question 2, I have kinda answered there.
5. Is it going to be in Abuja?
Nope, it will be in Ilorin where my parents live.
6. Why did you choose the law profession?
I decided to study law when I was in JS3 and I had to decide which subjects to choose in my SS classes. I hated maths and anything that has to do with calculations and stuff, all science courses and core accounting subjects too. Arts was interesting and I wanted to do anything professional from there, which could only be law.
I also liked the law dramas I saw on TV and those pretty ladies in cute skirts (not knowing of course that those dramas dont happen in Nigeria).
But when I got admission to study law, I fell in love and I really do love being a lawyer now.
7. Are you a virgin? (Wise Sage)
Yes.
I shant say more than that.
8. Is there anything you have decided to hold back from Bubbly...something you consider a secret?
8. Is there anything you have decided to hold back from Bubbly...something you consider a secret?
No.
I am not much of a secretive person, I may not tell the whole world or strangers my business but I dont like keeping secrets. I believe people make big deals out of "secrets"that if you actually lay it down, it may not be such a big big deal.
I am not much of a secretive person, I may not tell the whole world or strangers my business but I dont like keeping secrets. I believe people make big deals out of "secrets"that if you actually lay it down, it may not be such a big big deal.
I will hate for Bubbly to find out later something I chose not to tell him earlier. Luckily, I dont have skeletons so I guess it makes it easier. The only thing I regard as a secret, I have told him.
9. If yes, what is it? Why are you holding back?
Not applicable.
10. What's the craziest thing you two have done together? (PET Projects)
Hmmmm...... How do i answer this?
Okay, there was one day we made out in his car just parked outside my gate. People were passing by and we were trying to be discreet and all. The fear of people seeing us et al made it seem all crazy and funny. We ended up laughing at each other.
Then there was a day we wanted to make out so bad, (i choose to blame it on ovulation) but I had my little cousin around so we could not, I didnt want to do the making out in the car anymore. So Bubbly suggested we send my little cousin to buy something totally needless and irrelevant and we quickly made out. It was crazy, at least for me.
My colleague just told me his own crazy moves and they beat mine hands down!
Okay those are all the questions so far.
I'd love to say blogging has been such a great experience for me. The fact that I have a place where I can let my thots out freely and not wonder what anyone would say, I'd say thats - comforting.
I've also enjoyed getting comments, they warm me up. I remember when I just started, I was checking every moment to see if anyone had commented. Its been lovely!
So, i have decided to put up some pictures. You may have to strain your neck to see them, maybe turn your lappy upside down sef, lol. 
My lappy and internet have conspired against me to do things differently. Shouldnt computers be able to read minds?!
My lappy and internet have conspired against me to do things differently. Shouldnt computers be able to read minds?!
Bubbly took that last one, he's a sucker for big bums. Told u u'll have to bend your head a lot eh?
I had really fanciful ideas for my 100th but this is the best I can do at the moment. If there are still questions, bring them on.
So this is wishing you all a very very wonderful xmas ahead. Dont know if I will post anything this year anymore, not so sure. But am on my way to collect my xmas package!
May this xmas be accident and sorrow free for you all.
May your joy be full this xmas.
And may the coming new year meet us all in peace.
Love you all!!!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Finally I met Myne Whitman!
Yes i did!
I saw her last post just yesterday and found she was in town and at some Infusion program - readings, poetry, art, music...
Myne looked very pretty and it was nice meeting her - again. She read some excerpts from her book and she did it so gracefully. I was expecting her to be very americanized and you know, do serious phone but she didnt, unlike some people that I know. She was just her correct self and it was beautiful. Proud of you Myne. You were fan-bloody-tastic!
So finally I've got my own copy of A Heart to Mend and duly autographed, yippie!
Tried to take a picture of it and thats the best i got (again, the picture was to be inserted here but blogger decided to disobey me).
It was a nice evening, have never been to those book reading club thingis so it was a nice thing to see. It was nice to go fo something different, lots of bookies. Maybe I will go again...
There was this very funny lady, Lola, who anchored the program, she's quite funny. She kept talking about "deeping your hands into her warm bucket" i cant even explain, it was funny sha.
If there was a fellow blogger there, I didnt know.
Could have sworn my posts were already a 100 but blogger keeps telling me, 97 or 98. I think i will just count myself...
Today is my last day at work this year, yay!!! Some of the perks of being a civil servant I guess. Judges have to go on vac so if Oga no dey office.... figures. I hope to skip out on Tuesday to my folks and be back before the new year God's grace. Am dreading the trip though, Gwagwalada - Lokoja route has been a nightmare. Someone got to lag around 1.30am this morning after taking off around 8 am or so.
I'm not going to lag but I hope to leave early and beat the traffic.
If there's anything I pray to see in Nigeria, its not just good leadership, but for the train system to work again, life will be so much easier! Air fares will reduce, lots of cars will be off the road and you will get to your destinations faster. I really pray that very soon, that will work in Nigeria. If any presidential aspirant makes that one of his goals, gba, I shall not only vote for him but make sure I get him plenty votes too. I know what you are thinking, he might not do it right? Yeah, and we shall plot a coup to remove him, shikena!
I'm really really looking fwd to xmas and seeing my folks again. Mama Omotee has been enticing me with all the things she will cook for me and buy for me when I come, makes me feel like I was in boarding school again. Whenver I came home from school then, I will enter every room to see whats new and bury myself in mum's room last to see the new things she's got and inevitably, the things i will "borrow"or "steal". I still do that at almost 30 years old.
And something else I still do - I still collect öwo aso odun from Prof. Yep, i still do. I shall collect money for xmas cloth on the 23rd or 24th. He tells me each year that I am too old for that and I tell him each year that I am still his daughter and still entitled to that money. I still collect money for offering in church too (yeah LG and Ron, this is where u scream agbaya, na una know).
I'll go count my posts now and get to the 100th already, haba!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Tags and Special Invitation
Hi Pipo!
How ya doing? I cant believe am doing a post now, its simply unbelievable esp seeing that I have a deadline and Oga Madam is going to have me for lunch/dinner if I dont deliver. Its not my fault jare, I'm in the holiday mood already.
So for want of a better post, here I am doing my tag. Myne tagged me. Some of those categories am not even sure what to say sef. but here goes:
5 Famous people I want to meet:
- John Legend
- Ellen Degeneres (and ask her why on earth she is lesbo)
- Will Smith
5 Books that affected you:
- The Bible
- Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe
- Half of a Yello Sun by Chimamanda Adichie
-
5 favorite movies (5 is very restrictive o!):
-Sound of Music
- The Family that Preys
- The Kingdom
- Pirates of the Carribean
- Shrek (all 3)
5 things you can't do without:
- My phones
- Food
- Money
- Music
- Books
5 turn ons
- Bubbly (oh yeah, turns me on badly!)
- Handsome, sexy, humble and polite men (am a sucker for fine boys)
- Intelligent conversations
- Rich sinful chocolate cakes
- Independence
5 turn offs:
- Rude and loud people
- Lying
So now I tag the following people
- Chacha
- Luscious Ron
-NittyGritty
- LG
- Sugar King
(Pls feel free to tag yourself and say Omotee did).
I know i should have gotten to my 100th like 100 days ago but am slowly getting there. This is my 99th. Would still love more questions, including the ridiculous ones (which shall get ridiculous answers).
I am trying to plan something nice and out of the ordinary for xmas. Somehow I dont have lots of friends anymore; they are either married and out of town or we're just too busy to keep in touch. Wish it could be better. SO am recruiting new friends now. I dont like being the kind of girl who hangs out with her boyfriend 24/7 so i need friends who arent as boring as I am.
Ok, so thats all I wanna say. Oh yeah, ok, I look VERY VERY HAWT today and I love the attention its giving me. You know I've got big bum and chest, my dress is just short and sexy and nice and I like it!
Does that make me vain? Dunno, whatevs mehn! Nice evening
PS:
This is inviting all you Abuja folks to my church (Commonwealth of Zion Assembly - COZA) for a special program.
Myles Munroe, Rev. Sam Adeyemi and Pastor Poju Oyemade are coming to speak.
Date: 12th December 2010 @ 9am. December 13th and 14th @ 6pm.
Venue: This Day Dome.
Would love to see you there (well, maybe not see you as I dont know you, lol).
Nice evening guys!
How ya doing? I cant believe am doing a post now, its simply unbelievable esp seeing that I have a deadline and Oga Madam is going to have me for lunch/dinner if I dont deliver. Its not my fault jare, I'm in the holiday mood already.
So for want of a better post, here I am doing my tag. Myne tagged me. Some of those categories am not even sure what to say sef. but here goes:
5 Famous people I want to meet:
- John Legend
- Pastor Enoch Adeboye
- Babatunde Fashola- Ellen Degeneres (and ask her why on earth she is lesbo)
- Will Smith
5 Books that affected you:
- The Bible
- Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe
- Half of a Yello Sun by Chimamanda Adichie
-
5 favorite movies (5 is very restrictive o!):
-Sound of Music
- The Family that Preys
- The Kingdom
- Pirates of the Carribean
- Shrek (all 3)
5 things you can't do without:
- My phones
- Food
- Money
- Music
- Books
5 turn ons
- Bubbly (oh yeah, turns me on badly!)
- Handsome, sexy, humble and polite men (am a sucker for fine boys)
- Intelligent conversations
- Rich sinful chocolate cakes
- Independence
5 turn offs:
- Rude and loud people
- Lying
So now I tag the following people
- Chacha
- Luscious Ron
-NittyGritty
- LG
- Sugar King
(Pls feel free to tag yourself and say Omotee did).
I know i should have gotten to my 100th like 100 days ago but am slowly getting there. This is my 99th. Would still love more questions, including the ridiculous ones (which shall get ridiculous answers).
I am trying to plan something nice and out of the ordinary for xmas. Somehow I dont have lots of friends anymore; they are either married and out of town or we're just too busy to keep in touch. Wish it could be better. SO am recruiting new friends now. I dont like being the kind of girl who hangs out with her boyfriend 24/7 so i need friends who arent as boring as I am.
Ok, so thats all I wanna say. Oh yeah, ok, I look VERY VERY HAWT today and I love the attention its giving me. You know I've got big bum and chest, my dress is just short and sexy and nice and I like it!
Does that make me vain? Dunno, whatevs mehn! Nice evening
PS:
This is inviting all you Abuja folks to my church (Commonwealth of Zion Assembly - COZA) for a special program.
Myles Munroe, Rev. Sam Adeyemi and Pastor Poju Oyemade are coming to speak.
Date: 12th December 2010 @ 9am. December 13th and 14th @ 6pm.
Venue: This Day Dome.
Would love to see you there (well, maybe not see you as I dont know you, lol).
Nice evening guys!
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thanksgiving, aso ebi, tailors etc
Thanks for all the lovely comments on my last post, its kind to have people who care.
Chacha, thanks for the text, you are a darling.
Yesterday, I and one nice lady who gives me a ride to work were talking about tailors and aso ebis. The amount people ask to pay for aso ebis these days, na wa!
I mean, seriously, why 50k, 80k for aso ebi?! Is this me been too.... frugal?
My friend, who is married with 2 kids has this mummy figure in their church. The woman has really been good to them in lots of ways, you sha get it, she means a lot to them.
So mummy's son is getting married and the aso ebi is 70k and in lagos.
He has decided he isnt buying but his wife will buy, you know us Naijas with all those ties and how we feel indebted to people. So by the time he calculates the amount he will spend on flight, hotel accomodation, transportation within lag and aso ebi, you are talking about N200k. On one person's wedding! SHUO! We are not even talking gifts o. The guy is just a lawyer like me struggling to make ends meet and then he will throw 200k on a non-relative's wedding? Thats a tad too much and I so hold.
I like the idea of aso ebi but then, no be everybody wey u call come ur wedding get armed robber salary or be governor pikin. I tink people should embrain demsef abeg!
Speaking of aso ebi, its closely linked to tailors. E be like say d day wey dem do freedom for most tailors, dem swear for dem join.
To find a good tailor is not that hard. But from experience, i notice that once they sew about 5 cloths for you without too much dissappointment, the rest counting from 6 will be disastrous.
Take my Abraham for example, i gave him 2 materials for my friend's wedding, 2 months ahead of time with payment. Guy did not make my cloths o! He kept posting me. On the eve of the wedding (which was in ilorin), Abraham was neither in his shop nor had he made my cloth!
I did small were for him: I called him and said I will lock his apprentice up, break his shop and pack his machine and valuable customers cloths.
In short, he showed up and we had to carry him and his machine to my house to finish my cloth in my passage cos he didnt have light in his shop. He finished just one of them around 4am. And the trend goes on. I pray the new one will keep his sanity longer than Abraham.
Its thanksgiving, yay! Yeah right, like am in America. But i always love this period, it ushers in xmas. I feel chrismasy already.
There's so much to be thankful for. If i do a list, it will be very looooooooooooooooooooong! Just a few of the items on that list:
Journey mercies: You'll appreciate God more if you live in Naija and travel the Abuja-Lokoja route. Its a miracle everytime I pass thru that horrible road.
Job: Even tho my boss frustrates me a lot and make me cry, I still cant imagine life without a job.
Family: Love them, in spite of the little little annoyances here and there, its lovely to belong to a family.
Bubbly: Aww, what can I say...... He's God's personal sprinkle of sugar on my life.
Blog Family: Extra spice of life.
Friends: I believe so much in friendship and I've been blessed with good ones.
A whole lot more on that list, will take me the whole day.
God's been so kind. For all those little, big, known and unknown blessings bestowed on us. I am really really thankful.
Chacha, thanks for the text, you are a darling.
Yesterday, I and one nice lady who gives me a ride to work were talking about tailors and aso ebis. The amount people ask to pay for aso ebis these days, na wa!
I mean, seriously, why 50k, 80k for aso ebi?! Is this me been too.... frugal?
My friend, who is married with 2 kids has this mummy figure in their church. The woman has really been good to them in lots of ways, you sha get it, she means a lot to them.
So mummy's son is getting married and the aso ebi is 70k and in lagos.
He has decided he isnt buying but his wife will buy, you know us Naijas with all those ties and how we feel indebted to people. So by the time he calculates the amount he will spend on flight, hotel accomodation, transportation within lag and aso ebi, you are talking about N200k. On one person's wedding! SHUO! We are not even talking gifts o. The guy is just a lawyer like me struggling to make ends meet and then he will throw 200k on a non-relative's wedding? Thats a tad too much and I so hold.
I like the idea of aso ebi but then, no be everybody wey u call come ur wedding get armed robber salary or be governor pikin. I tink people should embrain demsef abeg!
Speaking of aso ebi, its closely linked to tailors. E be like say d day wey dem do freedom for most tailors, dem swear for dem join.
To find a good tailor is not that hard. But from experience, i notice that once they sew about 5 cloths for you without too much dissappointment, the rest counting from 6 will be disastrous.
Take my Abraham for example, i gave him 2 materials for my friend's wedding, 2 months ahead of time with payment. Guy did not make my cloths o! He kept posting me. On the eve of the wedding (which was in ilorin), Abraham was neither in his shop nor had he made my cloth!
I did small were for him: I called him and said I will lock his apprentice up, break his shop and pack his machine and valuable customers cloths.
In short, he showed up and we had to carry him and his machine to my house to finish my cloth in my passage cos he didnt have light in his shop. He finished just one of them around 4am. And the trend goes on. I pray the new one will keep his sanity longer than Abraham.
Its thanksgiving, yay! Yeah right, like am in America. But i always love this period, it ushers in xmas. I feel chrismasy already.
There's so much to be thankful for. If i do a list, it will be very looooooooooooooooooooong! Just a few of the items on that list:
Journey mercies: You'll appreciate God more if you live in Naija and travel the Abuja-Lokoja route. Its a miracle everytime I pass thru that horrible road.
Job: Even tho my boss frustrates me a lot and make me cry, I still cant imagine life without a job.
Family: Love them, in spite of the little little annoyances here and there, its lovely to belong to a family.
Bubbly: Aww, what can I say...... He's God's personal sprinkle of sugar on my life.
Blog Family: Extra spice of life.
Friends: I believe so much in friendship and I've been blessed with good ones.
A whole lot more on that list, will take me the whole day.
God's been so kind. For all those little, big, known and unknown blessings bestowed on us. I am really really thankful.
So what are u grateful for this thanksgiving?
PS:
Still need the questions to answer for my 100th post. Keep them coming!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Today I let it all out... And it feels good
I spent a better part of my working hours today in writing an epistle to my father...
If you've been frequent on this blog, you might have known a thing or two about my family. Basically, its not the normal kind of family. My parents try to co-exist under the same roof, they hardly talk and just try to stay out of each other's hair. But of course, if there are loads of scores to settle between two people, minding their own business cant be that easy; there's always going to be clashes.
I grew up knowing the situation between them to be rocky and I never really enjoyed a close and loving relationship with my Dad. He's loving in his own way but very difficult and intolerant. Lots of issues that I have chosen to get past.
So Monday morning I open my box to find an e-mail, actually an epistle from him. It was actually written to an Uncle and then he copied me. Going into the details will take me the whole day to explain.
Anyway, i took the opportunity to express emotions that have been bottled up inside of me all these years.
Somehow I have always wanted to but then I calculate what it might result into: the accussations, ensuing epistles, plenty talks, more hostility when I go home etc and just shove it aside. My mum thinks its me being scared but its not, its just me managing the situation the best I can. At least I dont have to see him or talk to him that often and am grown now, its not like he's gonna flog me or deny me school fees.
It took me a lot to forgive my Dad for some of the things I held against him. I hated him and then later I just simply made him irrelevant in my life.
But today, after lots of prodings and encouragement, I wrote that epistle and expressed myself, without being rude. I dont know what it will cause but I want to believe its the best thing to do.
Last week I and Bubbly had the biggest row ever, out of anger we considered breaking up. It was so scary but thank God we settled the issues and are back again.
I know I want a very successful and happy marriage, I dont want to go thru what my mother went thru or put my children in such difficult situations. I may not have emperical knowledge about marriage but I sure do know it can work if both parties determine to make it work, with the resolve to both give it the sacrifice and tolerance it needs.
I also know it takes very little and almost irrelevant issues to destroy a marriage that has all the potentials to work.
Sometimes I get scared and wonder if mine will go down that way too. But most of the time, I assure myself that it wont because I want it to work and Bubbly is not my father.
I am relieved I did that epistle today.
If you've been frequent on this blog, you might have known a thing or two about my family. Basically, its not the normal kind of family. My parents try to co-exist under the same roof, they hardly talk and just try to stay out of each other's hair. But of course, if there are loads of scores to settle between two people, minding their own business cant be that easy; there's always going to be clashes.
I grew up knowing the situation between them to be rocky and I never really enjoyed a close and loving relationship with my Dad. He's loving in his own way but very difficult and intolerant. Lots of issues that I have chosen to get past.
So Monday morning I open my box to find an e-mail, actually an epistle from him. It was actually written to an Uncle and then he copied me. Going into the details will take me the whole day to explain.
Anyway, i took the opportunity to express emotions that have been bottled up inside of me all these years.
Somehow I have always wanted to but then I calculate what it might result into: the accussations, ensuing epistles, plenty talks, more hostility when I go home etc and just shove it aside. My mum thinks its me being scared but its not, its just me managing the situation the best I can. At least I dont have to see him or talk to him that often and am grown now, its not like he's gonna flog me or deny me school fees.
It took me a lot to forgive my Dad for some of the things I held against him. I hated him and then later I just simply made him irrelevant in my life.
But all that's changed now. God could have a lot of sins to hang over my head if He chose to but He doesnt so I ought to be able to forgive anyone. Even my Dad. Plus when you refuse to forgive someone who has wronged you, somehow, you empower them.
Now I love him and pray for him but dont get too close so we dont have issues.
But today, after lots of prodings and encouragement, I wrote that epistle and expressed myself, without being rude. I dont know what it will cause but I want to believe its the best thing to do.
Last week I and Bubbly had the biggest row ever, out of anger we considered breaking up. It was so scary but thank God we settled the issues and are back again.
I know I want a very successful and happy marriage, I dont want to go thru what my mother went thru or put my children in such difficult situations. I may not have emperical knowledge about marriage but I sure do know it can work if both parties determine to make it work, with the resolve to both give it the sacrifice and tolerance it needs.
I also know it takes very little and almost irrelevant issues to destroy a marriage that has all the potentials to work.
Sometimes I get scared and wonder if mine will go down that way too. But most of the time, I assure myself that it wont because I want it to work and Bubbly is not my father.
I am relieved I did that epistle today.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Abacha Barracks, 100th Post...
silly silly silly image uploader, it did everything the wrong way!!!
I will explain in the post....
Ok peeps, wats good? wats really really good? How was Sallah? Please those of you wey suppose "post" us sallah ram make una no forget or else i will come knocking on your pages one by one.
Was a nice break, save for the cold/flu I had, I dont know how i managed to catch a cold again, its so annoying. Was sleeping and dozing and all the effects of cold and actifed just set in. Arrgghhh!!!!
In spite of the cold, tuesday evening was fun. Bubbly and I went out with this lovely family, young couple with their baby. They took us to Abacha barracks for some lovely roasted fish and chips.
That brings me to the pictures. The first is the AFTER while the second and third are actually the BEFORE states of the delicacy. It was WONDERFUL! Fish with pepper and onion sauce, potato chips and lime to taste, hmmm!!!!!
If you live in Abuja and havent been to Abacha barracks, you never chop life for Abuja o, lol.
They are well versed in the art of roasting fish in that place. Maybe I will go learn and get my own space. We shall name it Omotee's spot and you shall all patronize me ......hmm, nice idea
Managed to eat 2 pieces of fried ram yesterday, the cold is really dealing with me. I just hope my colleague wont catch it now, I've been sneezing and blowing on everything in sight today.
Just to share the Abacha Barracks experience with ya. Let me know when you're in town so we can enjoy some fish (yeah, we know who''s paying right?!) lol.
And oh!
If i am correct, this should be my 98th post and will make sure next week God's willing I reach my 100th post!
Its something to celebrate I guess, most people do. I am ignoring (and enjoin you also to ignore) the fact that I should have reached my 100th a long time ago. I stumbled on someone who has about 1900 or so posts and i was adequately dazed - 1000 posts!!!!!
I'm hoping it will be fun. So considering the fact that I have absolutely nothing to blog about in my 100th, except I get some sort of epiphany (imagine, I know someone whose name is Epiphany!) am going to do what most people seem to do - I will answer ANY and EVERY question you guys ask me. Ask me anything and I will answer.
Disclaimer:
While not refusing to answer any question, I reserve the right to answer the questions the way I want to, in other words, I am not confined into a YES OR NO format and for the purpose of that post, everything I say is true. At least, truth by Omotee's definition.
Tanks so ..... let the questions begin from your comments on this post!
I am excited already!!
PS:
I shall upload a picture of me. Yes I shall.
PEACE!
Monday, November 15, 2010
Yay!!! He has done me well!
God is good
He has done me well
Oh my soul
Rise up and praise His name....
Make una sing with me o!
This testimony might look small to you but its BIG in my sight.
You know how house rent is in Abuja now, ok, just in case you dont know, its as if you work for your Landlord, at least for lots of people sha.
I try to save some of my salary every month in order to meet up for rent but somehow this year, there have been lots of expenses, trips etc and somehow it didnt look like i would be able to pay my rent on my own.
Things were not looking good outside too, at least from the people that can help. I just kept praying and hoping that something, a miracle will happen before the end of this month when my rent will be due.
I have this bad habit, when i have a need or a problem, i pray and trust God but i go ahead to make my own plan B which just sounds like: just in case God doesnt get up to it, i will save my ass somehow.
So i dumped that habit and God just surprised me.
This morning, i got some money and after paying my rent, i will have more!!!
I'm EXTREMELY happy and i just know this end will end on a good note.
And for you reading this post, something really wonderful will happen to you before the month runs out!
Have a great week yáll and for our muslim folks, happy sallah. Post my meat o!
He has done me well
Oh my soul
Rise up and praise His name....
Make una sing with me o!
This testimony might look small to you but its BIG in my sight.
You know how house rent is in Abuja now, ok, just in case you dont know, its as if you work for your Landlord, at least for lots of people sha.
I try to save some of my salary every month in order to meet up for rent but somehow this year, there have been lots of expenses, trips etc and somehow it didnt look like i would be able to pay my rent on my own.
Things were not looking good outside too, at least from the people that can help. I just kept praying and hoping that something, a miracle will happen before the end of this month when my rent will be due.
I have this bad habit, when i have a need or a problem, i pray and trust God but i go ahead to make my own plan B which just sounds like: just in case God doesnt get up to it, i will save my ass somehow.
So i dumped that habit and God just surprised me.
This morning, i got some money and after paying my rent, i will have more!!!
I'm EXTREMELY happy and i just know this end will end on a good note.
And for you reading this post, something really wonderful will happen to you before the month runs out!
Have a great week yáll and for our muslim folks, happy sallah. Post my meat o!
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