Raising children with strength, compassion, and a deep sense of identity There is a quiet weight many of us carry as parents. Not the visible kind. Not the kind people see in the school runs, the packed evenings, or the constant balancing of work and home. But the internal knowing. That no matter how much…
I watched a video on Instagram that really captured my heart. A mother had driven over four hours just to see her son who was working as a waiter in a restaurant. She didn’t announce it. She didn’t make a scene. She just walked in and sat down at one of his tables. When he…
There is a particular kind of guilt that can creep in quietly when you are a working parent. It does not always announce itself loudly. Sometimes it meets you at the front door when you walk into the house at 8 pm. Sometimes it sits in the silence after a long day of meetings, deadlines,…
There are moments in parenting when you realise just how powerful your words are. Not the big speeches or the lectures we carefully prepare in our minds, but the everyday words. The ones spoken in passing. The ones said when we are tired, frustrated, or simply trying to get through the day. Our children carry…
There is something quietly profound about watching your child grow into themselves. My daughter is now fifteen, and in this season I have found myself standing in a space I did not quite anticipate. For years, parenting felt like directing. Teaching. Correcting. Guiding every step. Now it feels different. It feels like listening. Watching her…
I have come to understand kindness not as a soft value, but as a deliberate one. Something we plant early in our children, knowing full well we may never witness the harvest ourselves. Kindness is not passive. It requires awareness, courage, and often a willingness to stand alone for a moment. When we teach our…
There are days when those words feel heavier than they look. I see you. Not as something said lightly, but as something rooted in attention, in presence, in the kind of love that notices even when life refuses to slow down. The reality of juggling it all I am raising two daughters, aged 11 and…
This is a new season.A pause that wasn’t planned, but was necessary. Life has been lifing. In all the ways people say lightly, but mean deeply. The stretching, the surviving, the recalibrating. Somewhere between showing up for everyone else and trying to keep myself steady, this blog fell quiet. Not intentionally. Not dramatically. It simply…
A few weeks ago, I had given my younger daughter the task of learning some of her time tables that she had been struggling with. She was fine remembering them in order, but just seemed to struggle with remembering them randomly and this was something that she needed to learn. I, therefore, decided to make…
This week, I have been reflecting a lot on the impact of loss and how we tend to celebrate our relationships with loved ones more when they are gone than when they are alive. To illustrate this, I have written a short story below and titled it “Can I call you later?”. Deja was always…
Think of how you feel when you get compliments. “You are beautiful; You light up a room with that smile; you are so confident; You are kind; And the best one, “You are fearfully and wonderfully made” (God’s affirmation to us). These are words of affirmation that improves a person’s outlook of themselves when spoken…
So this week is Mental Health Awareness Week and the theme is nature. Personally, I am not big on the outdoors, I prefer to stay home, under the covers and that really makes me happy. However, the few times (especially during lockdown) that I managed to get out of the house and embrace the beautiful…
As a parent, nurturing our children to be the best version of themselves is something I believe we should strive for. But when you have more than one child, you very quickly find that the personalities of our children are often different. For me, both my girls couldn’t be more opposite. And although I am…
Recently I noticed I had become very irritable. I didn’t feel like talking to anyone or have the motivation to complete pending tasks, but one thing I couldn’t take time off from was being a parent. I had to continue to push through even when I felt tired with pressure from work and other commitments,…
Have you ever found yourself embarking on something you know very little about or what the end result would be? Sometimes, it may even feel like a spur-of-the-moment decision that you haven’t given too much thought to. This was me a few years ago when I decided to hike up the highest mountain in the…
The theme of this year’s international women’s day is “choose to challenge gender bias and inequality” with the aim of creating an inclusive world where women can exist without fear of judgement and stereotypical beliefs of what “Womanhood” should be. This got me thinking about these stereotypical roles women have come to hold in society…
Growing up, I remember having conversations with my peers where we all had something in common; all our parents came top of their class in school. Back then, we never really thought to question this until much later when it became apparent. If they all came top of their class, who came bottom? This is…
I am sure that we can all agree that effective communication is a key element of any relationship; it can either foster or break the relationship. This is particularly true in the way that we communicate with our children where it can create either a safe and secure environment for them to build trust and…
Saying the words, “I am sorry” to anyone is often an acknowledgement that we have done something wrong which isn’t always easy because it requires you to be vulnerable admitting that you were wrong; how much more, to a child. I remember growing up, the expectation was always on the child to apologise to the…
This week, I want to explore the importance of partnership parenting and the need to unlearn gender-stereotyped parenting in the home. When I had my first daughter, my parents came over to stay with us from Nigeria to fulfil the “Omugwo” requirement which is an Igbo term in Nigeria for the custom of postpartum care….