Monday, 30 April 2012
Stillbirth?
I know I am not myself as a result of the pain in my heart since yesterday on hearing the demise of Yinka Wellington.
Stillbirth? She died of stillbirth? Shocked is an understatement. The question is all asked over and over again. So said. Young, vibrant, beautiful, lively, so much to say about her but all that is gone now, just beautiful memories left.
I keep going back and forth checking out her facebook page and twitter account ( even though she didn't twit much).
May her soul rest in peace and all those she left behind be comforted by God.
I cannot understand it or rather, its hard to accept, Lord, please help sooth this ache in our hearts, in Jesus name, Amen.
Saturday, 28 April 2012
Night Watch Mum ...............who sat and watched her infant head
Sitting down quietly all by myself and smiling as the events of the last few days flashes across my mind.
Hmmm, indeed, I am a mother. That one na known and undisputed fact. The real gist of this story is what actually transpired on the said days.
My Lil Princess was down with malaria ,( she is much better now, we thank God for his mercies). But on those night she had this malaria, I became a 'Watch Mum'! I sat on those night as she battled and fought whatever forces were disturbing her in her dreams
I understand it but I was there, wiping the heavy sweat off forehead. The first 2 nights were something else. The fever was severe. I prayed, Lord help her fight and win. My Lil Princess is a strong girl and very pretty too, lol.
Na on those nights I come dey practice my nursery rhyme ' My mother, who sat and watched my infant head.....'. It easy but I won at last. How so true! The beauty of being a mother, whether single or not. It is however because of these little ones that we are called parents.
I am still enjoying this thought all by myself. Do u share in with me?
Hmmm, indeed, I am a mother. That one na known and undisputed fact. The real gist of this story is what actually transpired on the said days.
My Lil Princess was down with malaria ,( she is much better now, we thank God for his mercies). But on those night she had this malaria, I became a 'Watch Mum'! I sat on those night as she battled and fought whatever forces were disturbing her in her dreams
I understand it but I was there, wiping the heavy sweat off forehead. The first 2 nights were something else. The fever was severe. I prayed, Lord help her fight and win. My Lil Princess is a strong girl and very pretty too, lol.
Na on those nights I come dey practice my nursery rhyme ' My mother, who sat and watched my infant head.....'. It easy but I won at last. How so true! The beauty of being a mother, whether single or not. It is however because of these little ones that we are called parents.
I am still enjoying this thought all by myself. Do u share in with me?
Wednesday, 25 April 2012
World Malaria Day - Doctors still on Strike!
I am still alarmed and shock today as I was yesterday when upon getting to the hospital discovered that medical doctor in Lagos State, Nigeria , had embarked on strike
Why do these things keeping happening in a country with so many challenges. As walked around the hospital premises yesterday, seeing all these sick patient, nursing mothers with their babies in hand I what other options they have. We went to a private hospital
Malaria kill every hour and yet our Doctors are embarking on strike!
Why do these things keeping happening in a country with so many challenges. As walked around the hospital premises yesterday, seeing all these sick patient, nursing mothers with their babies in hand I what other options they have. We went to a private hospital
Malaria kill every hour and yet our Doctors are embarking on strike!
My Little Princess Defines the kind of Parent I am - not the world!
The day will come when the child I am raising will lift a glass with tears in her eyes and give a toast to me for a job well done.
When that day comes, I am sure a friend, relatives or better still the Press will be there to spread the word to her dad , when he would really get to feel the deep thrust of the dagger of guilt.
I am loving these moments of having to share her special moments.
When that day comes, I am sure a friend, relatives or better still the Press will be there to spread the word to her dad , when he would really get to feel the deep thrust of the dagger of guilt.
I am loving these moments of having to share her special moments.
Tuesday, 24 April 2012
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