Easy ideas of how to spend your weekend

Hello, I hope you are well. Thanks for stopping by. How’s the weekend going? Restful or full of activities? Well, mine has been restful. I’ve been having some headaches for the past few days and thought it might be my body telling me that I need to rest a bit. It was a busy week at work and it keeps getting busier! This makes me always grateful for weekends! Even though some students and parents reach out to me during the weekend, it’s not as much and I don’t feel that work-mode pressure. Today, being Saturday, I decided to sleep as much as I could but couldn’t sleep much. I find it difficult to sleep during the day. So I spent it relaxing and looking for some old pictures for a post I am writing about. Anyways, by 4pm, I decided to make chinchin with JBoy. Yes, chinchin ๐Ÿ™‚ So the idea for today are rest and chinchin making!

Chinchin is one of the snacks from back home. It makes me miss my sister so much because we used to make it together a lot and also sold them to university students who lived on a campus closen to where we lived at the time. Once, we had a student knock on our door at 10pm asking for chinchin because their roommate was ill and had no appetite. She hadn’t eaten anything for days and requested for our chinchin! We felt so good and actually gave it out for free that night. When she felt much better a few days later, she came to thank us for the chinchin, lol. For my final year of high school, I made chinchin as a snack on my menu for my final year exam in the Food and Nutrition subject. I have so many fond memories about chinchin over the years. I also sold it when I got here and still do, upon request. If you don’t know what chinchin is, you might be wondering what it is.

Chinchin dough being cut up

Chinchin dough rolled up

Chinchin is made of flour, sugar, margarine, eggs and milk. Some add grated or ground nutmeg to it for an authentic taste. All ingredients are mixed into a dough, rolled and cut up into tiny pieces and then fried. JBoy is used to me making it and totally loves it. So, as I couldn’t meet up with his baker baker date yesterday as my body was super tired, I made up for it today with chinchin. He was my “not so little” helper and we had fun making it. One thing is that we both don’t like mess but this was a delicious mess and we went through it, together! It is a really easy snack idea that improves bonding with children and a delicious treat at the same time.

Ready to eat chinchin

So, off I go to have family movie time with chinchin and cool juice. I am thankful that I was able to make something with JBoy, thankful for family, thankful that I feel better and thankful that I have the ability to put my thoughts, reflections and experiences into writing. How is your weekend going? Do enjoy the rest of it and relax if you need to! Take a minute and relax. Take a deep breath! Thank you once again for stopping by. Bye for now๐Ÿ‘‹

N.B~ pictures taken with my phone, so won’t be the quality of a professional camera๐Ÿ˜‡

My First Birthing Experience ~ JBoy

Hi, I hope you are well and keeping safe. I am keeping safe : ) It is a weekend and I absolutely love the weekends because I get to spend quality time with my children and do other stuff I don’t get the chance to do during work week. I also get to reflect and think about all the things I’ve been through, how I survived and where I am now.

One of the experiences I am currently reflecting on was when at 33 weeks, I went for a gynae visit on a Thursday and had the baby 2 days after ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ yes, that’s right and that is what I am sharing in this post. It was not a funny or easy experience and looking back now, I can only be grateful for strength from above because I wouldn’t have pulled through without it. It is a story about how a gynaecologist visit turned out to be an emergency delivery.

When I was 32 weeks pregnant, I fell down the stairs but I guarded my belly so I thought that since I did and I felt okay, all was well. A few days after, I noticed that my boy was no longer kicking as usual. There was a particular song that I always sang for him which got him kicking every time but it did not work this time. My husband, who plays the saxophone, also had a particular song he played for him and when he did, there was just a tiny little kick like to say, I’m still here. I knew he was still there but wasn’t really himself so I called the gynae to move my weekly visit from Friday to Wednesday and his PA told me he was out of the country. I said to her that I was going to find another gynae to check us asap however the earliest appointment I got was for Thursday at noon. First thing on Thursday morning, we went to pick my mom who had just arrived from a 6 hour trip. The plan was for her to come a little earlier so we could do the baby shopping together. I hadn’t bought anything. Nothing at all! About 8am, I received a call to inform me that my gynae had landed and he could see us at 10am. I was really glad because I was used to him, would have been awkward seeing someone different and narrating the whole pregnancy journey in one visit. Hubby and I got there right on time and when it was our turn, we went in and chatted a bit. He asked some questions during the consultation and said it was time for the scan.

Hmm, as soon as he did the scan, his face changed. The look on his face scared me. He said to us and I quote “we have to get your baby out this weekend”. I said to him, no please, I will rest more, eat better and every other thing I could think of because I suffered anemia throughout the pregnancy so I thought I only needed to take care of myself a little more. However he said to me that the only way my baby could survive was if he was taken out by the weekend and so, without much choice, I got admitted and got the first steriod shot almost immediately, for the lungs to develop.

Long story short, on Saturday, two days after the gynae visit, at 10:18am, my son was delivered and he weighed 1.6kg. He had to be taken out asap due to what was explained to me as “placenta insufficiency”. He was no longer receiving enough blood and oxygen from me which explained why he didn’t have enough strength to kick when we sang/played his favorite songs. Fast forward to date, he is now 5 years old and is very healthy and very intelligent. He makes me super proud and is such a sweet little boy! That is my miracle boy with his little sister in the picture : )

Did I cry during that experience? Of course, several times! The worst part for me was when I was discharged five days after delivery and had to go home without my baby boy. That surely wasn’t the plan, no, not at all. But guess what? I survived it! How? It felt like I wouldn’t be able get through the situation. To be honest, not quite sure but I went to NICU almost every day and took him expressed milk, did the kangaroo anytime the nursing sisters allowed me to and most importantly, I kept praying. It took him a while before he gained 2kg, the special expected weight gain for preemies. He eventually got to 2kg and he could have his first bath!! Exactly four weeks after, we could take him home! Oh the joy and excitement!!

Looking back now, I realize that there are lessons to pick from the experience. Number one, no matter how difficult a situation looks, it will always get better with time and if you believe. I prayed so hard and hoped that we wouldn’t spend more than a week but in the fullness of time (4 weeks) he was discharged. Yes, not as quickly as I wanted but he was discharged and has been with us since then. I am super grateful for how healthy he has been since then. Lesson two, please pay attention to your body and your baby whilst pregnant. Keep a record of kicks and compare. If not sure, see a gynae. I would have seen someone else, just to be sure. The third lesson is that pregnant women should not leave their shopping till the last minute! No, don’t do that!! Start buying things in bits and pieces. My sister had to go and do all my baby shopping in one day and in a rush. She was shopping whilst I was in the theater. I don’t think that would have been a good experience for her and for me as I didn’t get to choose what I really wanted but to be honest, I loved all that she bought. I am sure there are many more lessons from this experience but I will stop here. Please feel free to leave more lessons in the comment section so mothers-to-be can learn from them.

Thank you so much for reading, I am glad you stopped by. What do you think of this experience? The birth of my second child is another lengthy story, for another post๐Ÿ™‚ Have you had any experiences that you look back and are not quite sure how you survived it? Let’s read it, it might encourage someone out there! I hope mine has encouraged someone out there and let them know that they will pull through and all will be well๐Ÿ˜‡ please like and share till someone who needs to read this, gets to read it. And kindly subscribe for more life experiences in short blogs (I hope this qualifies as short).

Keep well, stay safe. Bye for now.

Heart in my mouth!!

Hi, thank you for stopping by. How are you doing? How have you been? How is work? How is your business doing? It has been a while and all sorts have happened to me but here I am, live and direct!

Today, I am going to write about the event that occurred around this really cute picture that got my heart right in my mouth, yes in my mouth! It was in December, a few years ago when my son was about three years old. He had a playdate with a friend’s child and we had decided to go to a family restaurant called Papachinos because it had a play area and we thought the children could play there and have a nice time there. The particular restaurant actually had two play areas, one inside where one had to pay to get on some rides and another one outside with swings and slides and others they could access for free while we ate.

When we got there, my precious JBoy was really excited because I had taken him there a few times and he loved the place. He started jumping and was pointing to the indoor play area but I said to him, baby, we are playing in the outdoor area today. He was a little upset but got over it quickly. We were seated and placed our various orders, ate and the children kept playing in the outdoor area and were obviously enjoying themselves. Between my friend and I, we took turns looking after our children whilst they played and had a fun date. Then it happened, I suddenly could not find my son. I looked everywhere, no sign of him, I asked his friend where he was, she didn’t know. We asked the waiters, everyone joined us in the search. My friend started to panic but I was calm. Calm because I know the restaurant well and was sure that they wouldn’t have let a little boy leave by himself so I knew he was still inside the restaurant with us. I checked the bathroom, asked a gentleman to help look in the men bathroom. Finally, I went back to the indoor play area to check again, there he was on the horse with this look on his face. Till date, I still have no exact words to express what emotion/s I felt when I found him- relief, joy, anger, understanding, all sorts. Understanding, because I remembered that he initially wanted to play there and I had said no so he had to find a way to get there. Where he was when I first checked and didn’t find him, I guess I will never know but I felt super grateful that we found him. My heart started moving slowly back into its right position.

He had never done anything like that before, ever, which means that he really wanted to play in that indoor area. My thinking was, why pay when there are so many free rides, and I’m guessing his thinking was, why can’t I get on this horse ride, just once and see how it feels : ) He caused me panic but I learned a lot from that experience. The major thing I learned was that I should say yes sometimes, if I can put it that way. Children honestly just want to experience a particular thing and not just “waste” money as we are quick to think.

I must praise myself though! I’ve always been known to be calm and peaceful even in crazy situations but in this experience, I actually outdid myself. I just knew he was going to be found right there and within the restaurant. I also knew that panicking wouldn’t have made much difference during the search. Looking back now, I have surely been more watchful over him and he has also grown to a level where he can effectively communicate and be clear with his requests and making sure I understand why he is making such a request ๐Ÿ˜‡

Yes, that was my heart in my mouth experience. Have you experienced any? At work, family event, vacation? Feel free to share in the comment section๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿคญ please like, share and subscribe to encourage me. Thank you for reading this. I hope you stop by next time.

Keep well, stay positive, all will be well, if you believe. Bye for now!!

Failure to Launch!

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There is a 2016 Romance/Comedy movie produced by Scott Rudin and directed by Tom Dey where the guy failed to launch because he was comfortable! The main acts were my two favorite at the time Matthew McConaughey and Sarah Jessica Parker. Tripp (played by Matthew) was a 35 year old man who didn’t want to leave his parents home to stand on his feet. He obviously scared women off, I mean who wants to be with a man who still lives with his parents and is proud of it? They all dumped him. His parents then planned to “employ” Paula to help get him out! Paula (played by Sarah) believed that men continue to live at home because they have low esteem and her plan was to help him boost his confidence. Long story short, I have the same experience but in a different way.

 

I opened up my first blog in 2014, and then 2016, and then in 2018 and then now but I never really launched out. Why? If anyone asks me, I can’t really say why. I enjoy all forms of writing, academic, fiction and more especially writing about my experiences. I feel relaxed and write so much. For university assignments and research proposals, my issues were always writing way too much and struggling to stick to the word limit.

Why didn’t I launch out? It could be because I was like Tripp, hiding in my comfort zone. Not like I was comfortable with being so knowledgeable, understanding, wise and how helpful I can be in terms of research and keeping all that to myself. However something just held me back. I was comfortable with those who knew me chatting with me to say, hey Seun, how do I write a research proposal and I sent links or someone says please I need to open an Instagram business page and I help them design a logo and open up the account for them. Or someone says they are struggling with how to define their eyebrows and I send a short video clip to show them how to. Or someone says their meatpies don’t close up when they bake them and I show them what to do. I know God has blessed me and I am so grateful for that. So why didn’t I launch out? No idea. Probably Paula was right to attach it to low self esteem or I can add lack of confidence and guess what, like Tripp, most of my friends dumped me! Ouch.

 

Anyways, I am glad that I have finally launched out, hence the name “shefinallywrites”. This is also to say that my failure to launch early enough means that I have to share some of the stories and experiences that I would have shared back then. My initial plan was to post every Friday night but I think I will make it weekend posts. I will write as I get the opportunity to and post immediately so pardon me if there are no catchy phrases or links or anything expert bloggers do right now, I promise I will get there. If necessary. Get ready to read and read and read from me and please encourage me by interacting with the posts, thank you!

 

I think I need to stop for now and be back in my next post. Do have a lovely weekend and remember that you matter, never forget that. You mean the world to someone, at least someone. Someone out there is inspired by you, either secretly or you know. Keep well, stay safe and stay strong!! See ya ๐Ÿ™‚