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Happy Mothers' Day...To You, You & You!

Mama mama...

Nne nne [x2]...

Nne m oma...

It was my sister-in-law’s birthday a few days ago and as we were heading out that evening to celebrate her day, her nine year old son presented her with a gift bag and said, “Happy Birthday, Mummy, from my brother and I”. The gift bag held a purse within it. She was so surprised and as i watched, she hugged her child and he hugged right back and they held on right so for nearly 20 minutes, just appreciating their relationship. Here is a son saying with that gesture, “I love you, Mummy. You are best ever thing since PBJ” and here’s a mother totally overwhelmed and appreciative of this love, freely given! I think a tear slipped past me...

Happy Mothers’ Day, Rockstar!

In most churches, a week before Mothers’ Day, kids are asked to bring gift items or flowers to church for Mothers’ day celebration. They are asked to ensure their parents got the gifts ready and in some cases where a child forgets to bring one to church, freshly plucked flowers plucked from with the church premises are given to such a child. During thanksgiving and with the kids ~~dancing~~ scatter-walking to the tune Mama Mama..., they are asked to look for their respective mothers in church and present the gifts them. It is not the grandest of gestures but what’s more moving than a child, in the presence of God, telling his/her mother “Thank you for the nine months you housed me in your womb; Thank you for being my mother”? What’s cooler than that? My colleague Abby used to watch this from the sidelines as a single and wished she was one of those mothers. She is a mother today.

Happy Mothers’ Day, Abby and to all who today will be their first Mother’s Day celebration.

It’s not easy...

Nine months of discomfort, lugging another human within you wherever you go...

Longs hours of labor...

Sleepless nights checking temperature and tepid-sponging...

Long hours in the day worrying about why this baby hasn’t poo’ed in almost a week...

Moments when you cry alongside the crying baby in your arms that you just showed that you would not spare the rod and spoil the child...

Days when you second-guess yourself and worry about whether you are doing a good enough job by your kids...

Always worrying...

Constantly worrying...

Worrying about your child’s physical, spiritual, emotional, psychological, educational wellbeing...

...but it’s totally worth it...

When you get home from a hard at work and she cannot wait to hug you...

When she learns to say Mummy...

When he says “Thank you for selling your Hollandis to send me to school”...

When he tells you in confidence “Mummy, you are my life!”...

When he brings home awards and scholarships and does your heart & ovaries proud...

When he doesn’t bring home any awards but still does your heart & ovaries proud...

To every single mother i know, and Nwabugo and Nwahdee, your struggles and sacrifices and love will not be in vain. You’ll reap triumph and success and you will reap love where you have sowed it!

Happy Mothers’ Day!

If you ever get to read this Mummy, I love you to bits. I might never tell you or show you enough but i don’t know where we would’ve been without your love [even though our behinds felt most of that love], your support, your sacrifices, your encouraging words but most especially, your prayers on our behalf. You made us who we are today and we will always be thankful. I only hope i can be there for my kids the way you were there for us. You have always been, and will remain, my role model. God will continue to bless you for us. Happy Mothers’ Day, Mum!