Question!!!

What are your thoughts on miracles? Do you believe in miracles or are you waiting for a miracle?

Simply breathtaking!!!

Duchess of Cambridge

Absolutely elegant. 

Can you forgive and forget?

I was going through the papers today and one topic grabbed my attention. It says to forgive and forget is good for your health. Surely we all know this but is it possible to forgive and then forget? I know that there is freedom in forgiving. In fact you do yourself a great injustice by holding any grudge. But does it make one a bad person to occasionally remember the hurt that was caused? Surely to forget is more difficult than to forgive. What are your thoughts on this? 

Gotta laugh at this: 'Man found guilty of having sex with dog'

Nicholas Saunders, 46

I could not believe this story when I read it!!! This is so sick!! Nicholas Saunders, 46, was found guilty of having sex with his ex-wife's bull mastiff dog. Kelly Thacker told Gloucester Crown Court that she was shocked to discover her ex-husband having sex with her dog named Sasha. However, Saunders, who separated from Ms Thacker 13 years ago, denied the charge and claimed his ex-wife had seen him merely "climbing over the dog" to get out of bed to use the toilet.


Read full story by clicking this link http://uk.news.yahoo.com/man-guilty-having-sex-dog-145430333.html

Recent graduates

What are your plans? Are you scared of the current economic downturn? Will you be willing to accept a job that you are more than qualified for? All the best for the future.

question???

What separates a man from a boy?

Missing kids found

Some days ago, I posted about these three boys pictured with their mum and dad (Chinemerem 5, Okechukwu 4 and Nzube 2) that were said to have been kidnapped by their driver. Thank God that they have been found. I hope the driver is brought to justice!!!

Mother Catches 67yrs Old Man Making Love To Her 14yrs Old Daughter

Mother Catches 67yrs Old Man Making Love To Her 14yrs Old Daughter

What is this world turning to?

Help find these children

Chinemerem 5, Okechukwu 4 and Nzube 2 were said to have been abducted by their driver called Godwin. Godwin was said to have  picked the boys from their school ABC Academy Utako Abuja around 3:30pm yesterday June 7th in a new Toyota Avensis metallic colour. Please if you do see them, contact the nearest police station. Spread the word please.

Godwin the driver 

What was she thinking of?

British mother-of-two Lindsay Sandiford was caught with '4.7kg of drugs in lining of suitcase. In Bali this crime is punishable by death by firing squad.

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2150763/Lindsay-Sandiford-caught-carrying-1-6m-cocaine-Bali-Schapelle-Corby-pleas-parole-help.html#ixzz1wCN8QIxX

Fish Pie

I made this and it sure tasted amazing!!! My dear friend gave me the recipe!!!

Out and about

I have been out and about enjoying this beautiful weather. I hope this fantastic sun is here to stay. Here are some of the pictures of places I' ve been to these past few days.

Hollingworth Lake

Robert De Niro and wife in Cannes

Robert De Niro and His wife Grace Hightower made a rare appearance in Cannes for his 1984 classic movie Once Upon A Time In America.

Robert De Niro and wife Grace

Read more on http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2146592/Cannes-Film-Festival-2012-Robert-De-Niro-wife-Grace-make-rare-red-carpet-appearance-Once-Upon-A-Time-In-America-Cannes-reunion.html

Fox!!!!

I have got a fox sunbathing in my backyard!!! What to do?????

What a beauty!!!

Absolutely stunning!!! The Duchess of Cambridge at London Olympic gala concert.

Bruce Willis is a daddy again!!!!

Bruce Willis cuddling little Mabel Ray!!!! Aww!!! So adorable!!!

Working from home

I am just thinking about innovative ideas to start a home business. I must say it is pretty challenging and I am so cross with myself for not having come up with an idea. I want to start my own business and I am mentally tired of coming up with ideas and dismissing them for lack of generating any income. I am doing lots of research, reading etc. I guess that once one becomes a mum, priorities change and adjustments have to be made. I can't begin to think of leaving my little angel in a day care now. But while I am at home I feel I need to e doing something to generate income. What to do???

Determination or what?

The picture above shows Chinese children revising for make-or-break exams to get them into the college of their choice. The teenagers were offered intravenous fluids to maintain their health levels as they prepared for June’s National College Entrance Exam, reports in China claimed (Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2140719/Education-bosses-hook-Chinese-high-school-students-IV-drips-energy-boosts-help-graduate.html#ixzz1uTSDqard)

Well, when I was a student, I would stay awake all night reading and revising for my exams. We were never offered anything to boost our energy or health. Some students I know drank loads of coffee to stay awake and I am not sure if that helped. I stayed awake because I was scared of failure. Failure was not an option for me so I put in the hard work. In a way, I love the determination of the students to get to where the want to be but it seems so wrong offering children intravenous fluids to achieve this.

Who do you trust to look after your baby?

Jennifer Mahoney

On the surface, Jennifer Mahoney, 33, looks innocent, sweet and very much like the girl next door but in reality is a monster who abused an innocent 5 year old girl. Jennifer Mahoney is a babysitter and faces 30 years in prison after she admitted broadcasting a sex attack on a 5-year-old girl to other alleged predators using the live video-chat programme Skype on her iPhone.  She pleaded guilty in US District Court Wednesday to the sexual exploitation of a child that took place on at least two separate occasions in her home (Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2142142/Jennifer-Mahoney-Babysitter-admits-sexually-assaulting-girl-5-streaming-live-video-online.html#ixzz1uTI1aHoy).

What a shame!!! My heart goes out to the little girl abused. As a mother, I often ask myself if I could ever bring myself to take my child to a child-minder when I go back to work. I already feel guilty thinking about it. I am at a dilemma here. On one hand, I need to go back to work (I cannot afford not to work) and on the other hand, I want to bring up my baby myself.  With stories like these prevalent, I cannot trust strangers with my baby. For mothers that have gone back to work, how did you cope and get past the trust issues? How did you cope with the guilt (if you had any) of leaving your baby with a child minder? Please share your stories with me. I need to be encouraged!!!

Jamaicans accuse Usain Bolt of suffering from "White woman" complex

Usain Bolt has been accused of suffering from "white woman" Complex. This is because he is dating a white girl. What is "white woman" Complex? As I read the article on this, I found out that they were referring to the fact that some successful black men date only white women. Following the comments on the post, some people stated that some successful black men prefer white women because of some issues that follow black women such as being too 'demanding' and high 'maintenance'. I further read that some black men find light skinned black ladies more attractive than the black skinned ones. The comments further stated that black men are conditioned into thinking that light skinned, mixed race are more attractive than black skinned ladies. I found some of the comments ridiculous. Surely, it is the heart that matters. How well you love each other and how good you treat each other. One questions whether this accusation is racist in the part of blacks who think like this?

Enough!!!

I've had enough of facebook!!!! I am actually thinking of deactivating my account. Apart from my family and just a handful of friends, no one cares or asks after me. I have more than three hundred friends on my friends list, most of them have not even said a word to me and I don't even really know most of the people on there. Some are old school mates, acquaintances etc. I rarely have much in common with a lot of people on there. I stopped adding people I have no clue who they are. For instance, a couple of weeks ago, some girl requested my friendship, I checked out her profile and found out she has more than 1000 friends. If it was before, I would accept the friendship but I asked myself, what does she need my friendship for? She does not know me and I do not know her. She has more than 1000 friends so how can she keep in touch with all of us? I rejected that request. I have no use for facebook now. I dislike the falseness of it all. in fact, it is very boring to me now and I hope in the next few weeks, my account will be deactivated. My mission now is to delete some of my pictures on there and then say bye to facebook for good!!!!

The Munich nymphomaniac

I read this and could not believe what I was reading. A German nymphomaniac was said to have “forced” men to have sex with her. Her latest victim who is of African descent was said to have fought back tears as he recounted the events to police.  He told police that the ordeal was hell and he cannot walk because of it. Apparently, this is not the first man that was forced to have sex with the 47 year old woman. Her first victim Dieter Schulz, 43, met her at a bar. He could not keep up with the lady’s demand and had to escape through the balcony.  Even the police that arrested the lady were invited for a quickie by the woman!!!! They declined!!! The woman has been taken for psychiatric observation.  Wow, how did she manage to have sex more than 8 times without hurting herself? It must have been sore for both the men and her.

The comments I read regarding this incident differed. Some people commented that it is every young man’s dream to meet such a lady. Some commented that a man cannot be raped etc!!! What do you think? 

Deadly attack at Nigerian University

Bayero University campus is under attack!!! There were bomb explosions where students were holding service in church. There were also gun shots and it is reported that more than 15 people are dead due to the attack. Please pray for the students, their parents and for Nigeria. This attack is so low. How can one justify killing innocent children? What reasons warrants the killings of innocent lives? This goes to show you the level of intelligence of these barbarians. Such horrific acts can only be carried out by demon possessed individuals!!! God have mercy on Nigeria!!!

Bodies removed in front of Aminu Kano teaching hospital

Power/Money is a powerful Aphrodisiac

Why is there so much noise about Simon Cowell’s allegedly affair with beautiful Dannii Minogue? He is powerful and she is beautiful, so what is the big news?  It always makes me laugh when people judge especially women. Given the opportunity, I am sure these women judging will drop everything to spend a night with Simon Cowell. I mean, the dude is generous with his money. How many women will not be swept off their feet to be with a rich man taking them all over the world? Whom with his connections you can have whatever job or position you desire, being treated like a princess, access to mansions etc?  I say leave them alone!!

Dannii Minogue and Simon Cowell

Very tasteful!!! Indeed!!!

This is supposedly to highlight about female genital mutilation in Africa.

This happened in Sweden and the culture minister joined in cutting the cake. How is this highlighting the case of genital mutilation in Africa? 

I made this!!!!

Oh my goodness, I am seriously buzzing now. I went online, followed a recipe and viola!!! I made this!!!

Toad in a hole

And it sure does taste fabulous!!!! Yum! Yum!!!

Interracial marriage!!!

Some people are against interracial marriages and some people are not bothered by it. Some people are envious of it. I have noticed this enviousness is prominent among black ladies married to white men. For some of these black women, they want to be the only ladies married to a white man and when they see another black lady with a white man, their jealousy claws comes out. I have also noticed competition among these black ladies. They compete from who is more 'white' to who lives 'life' the most. Really pathetic!! Some black women really suffer from slave trade mentality. They believe everything 'white' is superior and are even racist against their fellow blacks. Another set of black ladies envious of interracial couples are those who really want/desire a white husband but cannot seem to find one. So they are full of envy on those who are with their white partners. For me, it does not matter who one marries as long as they are happy in the marriage. Enjoy this beautiful picture of Nigerian's Anita Hogan with her beautiful family.

Beautiful family

Unbelieveable!!

Honestly, I know that there is no evil that man is not capable of but to actually read about it, just brings chills to my body. 

 Jorge da Silveira (left) and Isabel Pires

Jorge Beltrao Negromonte, his wife Isabel Pires, 51, and his mistress Bruna da Silva, 25 are cannibals who belong to a sect that preaches 'the purification of the world and the reduction of its population'. It is reported that the trio lured women to their house promising them work as a nanny. They then killed these women and used their flesh to make stuffed pastries known as empanadas that they sold to neighbours. My goodness, how wicked can man be?  How twisted can man’s mind be? And as for eating pasties and meat at places I am not sure of, I have to think twice!!

Celebrity fashion

Melody Thornton (Pussycat doll)

All I have to say is that she has got a lot of balls to wear that!!! 

Would you trust your girlfriends with your husband/partner?

I was reading about Michelle Mone’s heart break on seeing her husband with her former employee who was once her good and close friend. Michelle’s friendship with Samantha Bunn was such that Michelle allowed her to stay in her home and even eat with her children. It was said that Michelle had taken Samantha under her wing. According to Michelle, the affair destroyed her marriage. However, according to Michelle’s husband, he was not having an affair with Samantha Bunn before the crash of their marriage. OK, so he is now seeing his wife’s former employee and friend. Does it make it less hurtful? The betrayal on both sides must be so devastating for Michelle.

Michelle Mone -Ultimo boss

Samantha Bunn

Michelle and husband Michael

After reading this, my question is, will or can you trust your girlfriends with your husband or partner? We all know that there are some ‘friends’ that are enemies in disguise. They pretend to be your friend and in their heart despise you for being happy or being in a happy relationship. They can’t stomach your happiness. They are just close to you to monitor your life. They will jump at any given opportunity to destroy you. They want to hurt you and are looking for the perfect opportunity to do that. The challenging fact is that it is difficult to know which of your friends is the ‘Judas’. So how much freedom do you give to your girlfriends (both married and unmarried) to be with your spouse? Can you leave them alone and go on errands or travel etc. I know some of you will jump to the argument that if you trust your man then you have no problem so that aside since this topic is about girlfriends, do you totally trust your girlfriends that they will not betray you?

Happy Easter!!!

Happy Easter everyone!!! I hope you all had a lovely holiday? I certainly did. I celebrated by going to church today. Got home and relaxed with my family. Played with my new phone. I was bought a new smart phone yesterday. Finally, I can join the club of people with nice phones lol!! But, I nearly had a headache yesterday trying to get it started. I first had to get it connected, download this and that... call customer center to register phone etc... It almost ruined the fun for me. But everything is up and running now and I love it. I am like a little girl with it.


On another note, there is news that bombs detonated in Nigeria killing many. Apparently, the culprits were on their way to church when it went off killing many. I was so sad to hear this. What is there to be gained in killing innocent people? I was so angry that I wanted to rant about it but I changed my mind. I think what is needed are solutions and not just stating the problems. So I have decided to sit down, write the problems and see if I can proffer solutions. 

Dannii Minogue four-year romance with Kris Smith breake down

Dannii Minogue, baby Ethan and Kris Smith

I love this couple and was so shocked they split up!!! They seemed like the real deal. 

Dannii confirming the news on twitter.

10 year old Colombian girl gives birth to a healthy baby!!!

The 10 year old girl had her baby by cesarean section becoming one of the youngest ever mothers to have a healthy baby. Why would anyone in their sane mind want to have sex with a 10 year old? She is just a baby!!! I read comments left by people on this story and some argued on the grounds of culture, religion etc.
allowed men to have sex with a 10 year old. OK, leaving the moral argument aside, how does this little girl understand what has just happened to her? What support is there for her? So many questions running through my mind now!!!

Working from home

I am just thinking about innovative ideas to start a home business. I must say it is pretty challenging and I am so cross with myself for not having come up with an idea. I want to start my own business and I am mentally tired of coming up with ideas and dismissing them for lack of generating any income. I am doing lots of research, reading etc. I guess that once one becomes a mum, priorities change and adjustments have to be made. I can't begin to think of leaving my little angel in a day care now. But while I am at home I feel I need to be doing something to generate income. What to do???

Hmmmmnnnn!!!!

Betty & Farai Mbereko

I do not know how true this story is but I was so shocked by it that I wanted to share it. This is Betty Mbereko (40) and Farai Mbereko (23) who are mother and son. They have decided to get married and she is 6 months pregnant for her son. When Betty’s husband passed away, she decided to marry her son rather than her husband’s brothers (which is customary in some African tradition. i.e to marry one’s husband’s brothers).  

I am not here to judge but this is just so shocking. Is this not wrong on all levels? I believe that in her culture it is also an abomination (They come from  Mwenezi in Masvingo). She was even warned to break off their marriage or leave the village.They chose to leave the village. I really hope it is a joke!!

George Galloway seems to love his foreign women!!!

George Galloway seems to have a thing for foreign women. Apart from his first wife Elaine Fuffe, his other wives are of a foreign descent. Oh! By the way, George Galloway recently got married to his 27 year old bride who is said to be two years younger than his first child. Congratulations George!!! 

                                               George Galloway and Amineh Abu-zayyad (Wife no. 2)

 George Galloway and Rima Husseini (Wife no. 3)

                                          George Galloway and Putri Gayatri Pertiwi (Wife no. 4)

Girl to remain a virgin until the age of 18!!!

Her mum Jenny Teague gave birth to her while she was 12 years old. Sasha, 15 is determined for history not to repeat itself. I say good on you babes.

Trying to lose some weight.

I have been on a strict exercise regime after having my beautiful daughter, I can't seem to shed the weight. In fact, the weight keeps piling on. It is not helped by my cravings for anything sweet. I have been stuffing my face with walnut cake, biscuits, fizzy drinks etc. I was away on holiday and looked at some of the pictures taken and I nearly threw up on the amount of weight I have piled on. When we got back from our holiday, I promised myself that I will be good and try to exercise everyday. True to my word, I started eating sensible, went for long walks with my daughter. At first, it didn't seem like I was losing any weight. I spoke to my sister about my disappointment with my weight and she encouraged me to continue my long walks and that it will shift. I added Zumba to my schedule. So last week, I took the courage to weigh myself and I have lost some weight. Not as much as I wanted to but it is a start. None of my pre-pregnancy clothes fit me now but I am determined to get back to my pre-pregnancy figure. If Victoria Beckham can do it, so can I!!! I have been naughty these last few days scoffing my face with cakes and sweets but I will make it up with some rigorous exercise. So I have about one and a half stone to loose. As a full time mum for now, I cannot go to the gym so all I can do is portion control, walking and Zumba when baby is asleep. For all the mothers out there, is there any other exercise I can do while looking after my baby?

Happy Month of April!!!

Wishing you all a happy new month filled with all the wonderful things you wish for yourself. God bless!!!

Oh the sun!!!

What a beautiful day!! Just been out for a walk with my beautiful daughter. Back home and out in the garden enjoying the sunshine. The sun just makes me sooo happy. Thank you God for the sun!!!

Appreciating friends!!!

I have been blessed with wonderful angels in my life. I have the best people around me and I do really appreciate them. I want to show and tell my friends more often that they are special to me and I love them very much. I want to do more of this on facebook because, although I am not close to some people or even know some friends on my friends list, I want them to know that I care because I do care. It is so hard to keep in touch with everyone on facebook. It is even harder to personalise my appreciation to everyone on my friends list. I am feeling like deleting my facebook account because I feel like I am not giving as much as I want to. I felt so guilty and sad when I heard that a close friend, who is like a relative passed away on Saturday. I saw her picture some days ago and nearly commented on how beautiful she looked but I did not. It has been long since I wrote on her page or said hello. So when I got the news, I was in shock. I wish I wrote to her, commented on her page and showed her that I really cared. She was only young. I could not get myself to write on her page yesterday because I just couldn't. Why write on her page now she is gone? Please if you can say a prayer, do pray for her family for God's strength. Ada love, sleep well. God is in Mighty control!!!

Salford acid attack

Yesterday, there was news about an unprovoked attack on a 29 year old lady originally from Cameron. The attack happened midday. The lady was pushing a pram. Thank God the baby is fine and none of the chemical touched the baby. Police are suspecting that the attack was racially motivated. I was in shock because that could have happened to anyone. It could have been me!!! Why would a grown man with responsibilities do that to another human being just because of the color of their skin? Why so much hatred? 

Salford shopping city where the lady suffered the attack.

Come to think of it!

I don't know if you have noticed pictures of young black men and older white ladies on social networks. I don't know if the pictures are real or not. I have nothing against this but why is it news on social networks? In my opinion, it is OK for one to marry anyone they love and who are we to judge whether it is real love or not? I do not think it is either funny. If it is OK for older men to marry younger ladies, then it is OK for older ladies to marry younger men (I know some will disagree)!!! What are your thoughts on this?

According to social networks, the picture above is that of a 26 year old Nigerian man called Daniel Ukoko and his 60+ year old American bride during their wedding in Warri recently.

If he is indeed happy, who are we to judge?

A lesson to be learnt!

Please do take time and read this story. Say a prayer for Ogo. Her story is meant to help women in similar situation. This is a real story that touches the heart!!! Please women, do not suffer in silence. Do not care what the society thinks about being separated or divorced because of an abusive relationship. Single ladies, please do not rush to get married to anyone just because you want to get married or please society. Read and learn!!!

Ogo (31/10/76 - 27/02/12) 

Her story

My mum is crying. I can see her from here. She has aged since the last time I saw her. Why does she look so old and why is she so thin? Can someone console her? Can someone make her stop crying? I try to get up but I can’t. I try to reach for her, but I’m stuck where I am. It is very dark in here, and very cold, so very cold. What am I doing here? Where is everybody? Where are my children? I begin to panic, to struggle; I want to get out of this dark room. I can hear Uzo calling. She’s calling my name. Then, I see mum again. And I hear Uzo again. I don’t see my children. Where are my children? I can’t see beyond the walls of this dark and cold room. Uzo calls again. She sounds desperate to rouse me from my sleep. I am struggling to wake but I can’t. I open my eyes and they shut of their own accord. I am powerless to keep them from shutting. And I find as soon as I stop struggling, my sleep becomes sweet repose. Suddenly I don’t want to wake from it just yet. It is peaceful. I see mum again, and I see Uzo. Uzo keeps calling. She won’t stop calling. She is crying too, just like mum. Can someone bring Kamsi and Amanda to me? Can someone bring my babies to me? I need to hug them, Kamsi, especially. Is he crying too and calling out for me? Does he understand that I am gone? Kamsi will miss me. He is a special child, you know; Kamsiyochukwu - my son and my first child. I prayed and longed for his birth. He was the blessing from above that would seal Kevin’s love for me and give me some footing in his home and some acceptance from his family. Before Kamsi, I was a nobody in Kevin’s home. I was born the last of nine children, the baby of the family. I was used to love and affection. I was everyone’s baby. I grew up knowing that everyone had my back, I grew up knowing the safety and security of being the baby of the home. You may then understand my shock when I stepped out of my home and into new territory with the man of my dreams only to find that I was really not as special as I had been made to believe. I look back to that day when Kevin took me home to introduce me to my new family. The cold and rude shock of the welcome his brother’s wife gave me set off an alarm in my head. These people didn’t think I was special. In fact, her first words were, ”Kevin, ebe kwa ka isi dute nka?” (Kevin, “Where on earth did you bring this one from?) That would be the first time I would be addressed as “this one” and from then on, I grappled with the realization that I was not welcome in my new home. I remember my first Christmas at Ihiala as a new bride. My brother-in-law’s wife would sneer and clap and refer to me as “Ndi ji ukwu azo akwu” (the people who process palm fruits with their bare feet). I knew she meant my impoverished home town of Nsukka. She would sing to me all day long telling me the only reason why their brother married me was because of my beauty and complexion. Now, I lie here and I wonder if I was in my right mind to ignore the several other alarms over my 12- year union with Kevin. I had to ignore them, I told myself. I had already taken my vows to be with Kevin until death did us part.They never really wanted me, I can now see. But I was too blinded by love to realize that. I needed to do something to cement Kevin’s heart with mine. I needed to remain Kevin’s wife and to prove to the world that indeed Love would conquer all. When after one year of marriage there were still no children, the painful journey that sent me to my grave started. I went from specialist to specialist, ingested every kind of pill that promised to boost my fertility. As my desperation grew, so did pressure from Kevin’s family. My horror-movie life story started playing out; the horror-movie life that has sent me to an early and cold grave from where I write this letter to my husband.************************************************************************************************************************My sweet Kevin, We started to fight over little things. The fights were worse after you visited home or attended any of your numerous family meetings. You came home one evening and asked me to move out of the bedroom we both shared and into the guestroom downstairs. The next time you returned from the meeting, you tied me up with a rope and used your belt on me. No one heard my screams. I remember when you told me that your family had asked you to remarry. You showed me documents of all your numerous landed property including the house we lived in. Your brother was listed as next of kin. When I asked you about it, your answer rocked the ground I was standing on. You said, “What have you to show that entitles you to any stake in this household?” You were referring to my barreness. It is funny how to my family and friends, I was the beautiful and loving Ogo, whilst to you and your family I was a worthless piece of rag. You called me barren. I could have fled but your love and acceptance was of more worth to me than the love and admiration of the world outside our home. I desperately sought to be loved by you, Kevin. In your family’s presence I felt unworthy, unloved and unwanted. Yet, I stayed on. I would make you love me one way or the other and I knew that one sure way would be to produce a child, an heir for you. That was the most important thing to you. I began the numerous procedures, painful procedures, including surgery. I gave myself daily shots. At some point the needles could no longer pierce my skin. My skin had toughened to the piercing pain of needles.After seven years of marriage, our prayers were answered. God blessed us with our son Kamsiyochukwu, which means ‘’Just as I asked of the Lord’’. God had intervened and miracles were about to start happening because for the first time in seven years, my mother-in-law called me. Finally I was home. I had been accepted. I was now a woman, a wife and a mother. Finally there was peace. Kamsi will be four in November.The miracles stayed with me because 18 months later through another procedure, Chimamanda was born. Her birth was bitter sweet for me. Sweet because you Kevin, my husband, and my in-laws would love me more for bearing a second child, but bitter because this particular birth almost cost me my life. The doctors had become very concerned. You see, I had developed too many complications from all the different procedures I had undergone in the journey to have children and these were beginning to get in the way of normal everyday living. I developed conditions that had almost become life threatening. So the doctors sent me off with my new bundle of joy and with a stern warning not to try for another child as I may not be so lucky. I chuckled, almost gleefully. Why would I want to try for a third child? God had given me a boy and a girl, what more could I ask for. I was only ever so thankful to God. Kevin, you and I gave numerous and very generous donations to different churches in thanksgiving to God. All was well. I was happy and fulfilled. Kevin, you loved me again. Your family accepted me. Life was good. And all was quiet again. …………………… For a while. Then fate struck me a blow. As if to remind me that my stay in your house was temporary and was never really going to be peaceful, Kamsi – our son, our first fruit, my pride and joy and the child that gave me a place in my husband’s home, began to show signs of slowed development; the visits to the doctors resumed, this time on account of Kamsi. We started seeing therapists. After we’d been from one doctor to another I decided I had to resort to prayer. I was frightened. I was terrified. I was threatened. I started to feel unwell. I had difficulty breathing. I needed to see my doctors, Kamsi too. He wasn’t doing too well either. He had difficulty with his speech. He was slow to comprehend things. I did not know for sure what was wrong with him but I knew all was not well. Not with him and not with me. We were denied visas to the USA because we had overstayed on our last trip on account of Kamsi’s treatments. So whilst we waited for a lawyer to help us clear up the immigration issues with America, I applied for a UK visa and sought help in London. But by then, trouble had reared its head at home, again. Kevin, you had again become very impatient with me. My fears were fully alive again. The battles it seemed I had won were again in full rage. My husband, in your irritable impatience and anger, you told me to my face that our son, my Kamsi, was worthless to you. You said he was abnormal. You said that our daughter, my Amanda, was a girl and that you had no need for a girl child because she would someday be married off. I remember, in pain, that you didn’t attend Amanda’s christening because you were upset with me. You told me your mother was more important to you than “THESE THINGS” I brought to your house. You were referring to our children, were you not? “THESE THINGS”. My heart bled. I wept bitterly. Then I quickly calmed my fears by telling myself that you were under a lot of stress at work and that you were also probably reacting to all the money that you had spent on my treatments. Surely, all that was getting to you? Even when you threatened me with a knife, twice you did that, I still felt unworthy of you and very deserving of your hatred. Even when you would say: “I will kill you and nothing will happen because you have no one to fight for you”, I kept on struggling to get you to love me because, Kevin, your validation was important to me You had refused to give me money for my medical trip to London. I knew then it was because you had your hands full with caring and catering for everybody who was dear to you. Your finances were stretched. I thought then that in time you would come around. My health continued to get worse. Eventually, I made it to London. After extensive consultations and tests, I was given a definitive diagnosis. My condition was life threatening. It was from this time, when it was clear that I required surgery to save me life that I came face to face with a different kind of war from our home. Kevin, you stopped speaking with me. I was in pain, in anguish and in tears. I didn’t understand what was happening. I had stayed three weeks in London and Kevin, you never called, sent a text or inquired how I was faring. You stopped taking my calls. Instead I got a call from my cousin in whose care I had left my children. She was frantic with worry because there was no food in the house for the children to eat; Kevin you had refused to provide food for our children. Kevin, you had also refused to pay for Kamsi’s home schooling. Then Kevin, I received that e-mail from you. The only communication from you for the entire period I was in London. Do you remember? It was an angry email. You berated me for putting your integrity at stake at your work place. Apparently your employers had called a hospital in London to inquire about me and were told that no one by my name was ever their patient. I later found out that you had given the wrong hospital name to your employers. Do you remember, Kevin? For the first time in my 12 year marriage, the alarm bells in my head began to sound real. For the first time in 12 years, I felt real anger stir up in my heart. Kevin, I was angry because you paid no heed to the hospital where your wife was at in London. You had no clue and cared little about what I was going through. Yet you would berate me for putting your INTEGRITY at work at stake. Your integrity was your primary concern, not my health. Then it hit me! All these years I was trying to be all I could be for you, Kevin, to make you happy, to please you, Kevin, ……… you actually hated me. You didn’t want me in your life. The signs were all there. Your family had showed me from day one that they didn’t want me. I was the object of a hatred that I could not explain. I couldn’t understand why. Then I saw the hand writing on the wall, all those many things that went on. You even sold my car whilst I was still lying on a hospital bed in London, with no word to me. I was not to learn of what you had done until I returned to Nigeria. The doctors had allowed me to return to prepare for surgery. Kevin, do you remember that on my return I gave you a pair of shoes I had bought for you? Kevin, my husband, do you remember hurling those shoes at me? Kevin, do you remember me breaking down in tears? Kevin, do you remember me asking you that night, many times over, why you hated me so much, what I had done to make you hate me as much as you did? “You are disturbing me, and if you continue, I`ll move out and inform the company that I no longer live in the house. Then they will come and drive you away”. Kevin, my husband, that was your response to me. Did you know then I only had days to live? Is that why you told me that would be the last time I would see you physically? Did you know it would only be a few more hours? I still had a surgery to go through. Kevin, since you wanted no part in it, I had contacted the medical officer in your company directly for referrals. I left Eket for Lagos on Saturday. That same day I consulted with the specialist surgeon and surgery was scheduled for Monday morning. In those final hours, as I prepared for my surgery, I was alone, my spirit was broken. I had lost all the fight in me. Kevin, I knew that nothing I did or said would turn you heart toward me, and I had nobody for whom you had any regards who would speak up for me. In those final hours, Kevin, I called you. This was Sunday morning, less than 24 hours to my death. Do you remember, Kevin? I called you to share what the specialist surgeon had said. I was still shaking from your screams on the phone when I got in here. You did not want me to bother you, you screamed. I should go to my brothers and sisters, you screamed. I should pay you back all the money you gave me for my treatment in London, you screamed. Kevin, did you know that would be my last conversation with you? My last conversation with you, my husband, my love, my life, ended with you banging the phone on me. Recalling the abusive words, the spitting, the beating, the bruising, the knifing, and the promise that I would not live long for daring to forget to buy garden eggs for your mother, an insult you vowed I would pay for with my life ……., I knew then it was over for me. There was no rationalizing needed any longer. Even the blind could see ………. You did not want me in your life. I went in for surgery on Monday morning, February 27, 2012, and after battling for several hours, I yielded my spirit. Kevin, my husband, I lived my promise to God. The promise I made on the day I wedded you. For better ………………………… For worse For richer …………………………. For poorer In Sickness ………………………. And in healthTo love ………………………….. And to cherish Till DEATH US DO PART! And it has. NOW I AM DEAD!!!!!!! Just as your mum predicted ….. Her cold words follow me to morgue. She swore to me that I would leave her son’s house dead or alive. I couldn’t leave whilst I still breathed. It had to be through death, and death it has become. Kevin, you are FREE! And, so am I.Your freedom is temporary. Mine is eternal. Whilst you still have freedom, remember Kamsi and Chimamanda. Lovingly yours until death, Ogo.I am gone. Gone forever. But if one woman, just one woman will learn from my story, then maybe I would not have gone in vain.My heart weeps for my children, my mummy, my sisters and my brothers, my extended family. These ones, I was a gift to. These ones, they loved me. These ones, they wanted me. These ones, they needed me. These ones, they wish I had spoken out earlier.

So Sad!!!

Kidnapped and killed in Nigeria. Today Chris McManus was buried. I am saddened by these killings. The Nigerian government needs to do more about cases such as this. May their souls rest in peace.

                                                       Chris McManus

                                                       Franco Lamolinara

Happy new year!!!

Happy new year to you all!!! I cannot believe we are in 2012 already. I have been so busy that I have not blogged for a long time. I hope to be back to regular blogging soon. A lot has happened since I last blogged such as I have completed my research (Thanks be to God) and I have a beautiful baby girl!!! God has been really good to me. I pray this year brings us lots of happiness and laughter. Have a blessed day!!!