The Trials of Fatimah- the struggles of an orobo Part 6

Sorry, I had to pause the story for a while. Some wise guy was posting my story on his blog under the title “The fat diaries of kike’ (not a bad title). So I patiently put it on hold so and I cheerfully waited to see what he would post next. His readers were on his case anxiously awaiting the next episode. I kept commenting asking for the next episode on every single article he posted (I think i have a slightly sadistic side. hehehe). Anyways, I am bored with that now, so i am going to continue. I realise it is hard to control content on the web, so i am not going to make a big deal about it………..yet) Meanwhile 99th Posts. HUrrraaayyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!! Continue reading

The bridesmaid specialist is now the bride

Hello people. Remember I posted an article a lifetime ago about how my sister was always asked to be a bridesmaid and I never was…..almost never was. read that HERE . I am excited to announce that the bridesmaid specialist is now the bride.. hurray. This weekend, a wise wise young guy took another of the Idrisu girl as a wife. (We Idrisu girls are very special with a heart of gold…. though I like to think that mine is more of titanium mixed with a little platinum with just a hint of………..what was I again?)

Ahaaa the wedding….Thanks to our relocation which was very timely, I was able to attend the ceremony. Considering how vain I am, I was determined to look fabulous to all the aunties and uncles who had not seen me in years. I have worked relatively hard all year to lose the baby weight and I was a few kg shy of my ultimate goal but alas! I try if I do say so myself. Continue reading

Continuing the circle of domestic violence

A friend of mine contacted me last week asking for information as how to obtain a divorce in Nigeria. I have not practiced in over 2 years but I dealt with a lot of divorce matters in my time. I was able to tell her what she needed and directed her to a lawyer. I was very curious but I knew I couldn’t ask. This young lady got married last year and just had a kid five weeks ago, so I was praying it was not for her. I forgot about it until yesterday when she contacted me again asking for more details, specifically grounds for divorce. At this point, I had to ask if she was ok. She replied that she was not. She then went into the sad but familiar story of domestic violence. Her husband had been using her as a punching bag for months now and she had endured it, according to her, for the sake of the pregnancy (which made little sense to me, because her being pregnant even puts her at more risk, but to each his own). She said one month after her caesarean, he beat her up again in the presence of his mother and she knew she could not deal with it any longer.

I asked her where she was and she said she was at her aunt’s home with the baby. Bewildered, I enquired why she was not with her parents and this was her response (I have her permission to quote her verbatim. I removed all my questions to her for easy reading) Continue reading

He is attracted to his wife’s best friend. Should he tell his wife?

Hello everyone. I stumbled upon the post on Nairaland, Nigeria’s number one public forum and my favorite pastime. This poster was having a problem and decided to ask for advice from the forum.

Really I don’t know how to start this or how it all began, don’t get me wrong I love my wife and still do and would never want to do anything to hurt her(i hope because am really scared now).
we have been married for 8 years now with two kids to show for it, her friend whom we have all come to take as a family friend has always been part of our lives but of recent since last year I have found out i am getting so attracted to her(actually I used to like her before she became friends with my wife in my bachelor days but I never told my wife this).
To be frank when I started dating my wife I decided to take her friend as a sister, with time she and my wife became best of friends, and she has always been helpful to our family and kids.
But since last year I have been having this burning desire for her (I don’t know why)maybe because she has become more beautiful over the years, and to make matters worse she is always in our house to see us and spend time with us, these days I look for excuses to leave the house whenever she is around cause I find myself stealing looks at, I don’t look at her as a sister anymore but as someone I want to sleep with and the desire is burning so much and I don’t like it one bit. please what is happening to me?

Now as usual, everyone rallied to give their advice and opinion in the most humorous way possible. Some entered into a side argument as to who has a higher libido, men or women. Then some began to advise the guy to tell his wife so she has limit the friend’s visit. I considered it the WORST idea ever!! ( I can just imagine my hubby coming to tell me he is sexually attracted to my friend………I will be listening and nodding my head while silently reaching for a bottle to break his head with). Now some people agreed with me stating that there is NO possible way to say it to the wife. The proponent of the idea then painted a scenario.

Man: Babes, there’s something I’ve got to tell you

Wife: Hmm? What’s it darling?

Man: (Sits at the edge of their bed, places both hands on his bowed head and adopts a posture of utter dejection)…It’s eating me up here babes.

Wife: Fearing the worst… What is it? Pls don’t hold back. Is it bad news??

Man: Silently shakes his head. You’re gonna hate me. I can’t even find the words to tell you.

Wife: Obviously now frantic… Just tell me, abeg!

Man: Darling, you know how much I love you, don’t you?

Woman: Yes. And?

Man: Well, it’s to do with your friend Ann (or whatever her name is)

Woman: What about her?

Man: I don’t feel comfortable around her in our home. Yes, I know she is your friend, but I am a man and I don’t want to be tempted into doing anything that would jeopardize our marriage, much less my love for you. I would rather she stops visiting us altogether.

Wife: (Exhales deeply with relief and sends out a silent prayer of thanks)… Gosh, is that it? Lol! You got me scared! Yes, if that’s how you feel, I understand. Don’t worry, it’s all in hand baby.

Wifey nudges closer to hubby and kisses him tenderly…hubby responds with fervor and they both clasp each other in the wake of their rising passion…

***Curtains drawn!***

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Now the original poster, for some reason, considered this a fantastic idea and was considering trying it. Then another poster wrote a more realistic scenario that had me bursting into hysterics at 4.00 a.m in the morning and jealous with envy that I didn’t come up with it first.

Man: Babes, there’s something I’ve got to tell you

Wife: Hmm? What’s it darling?

Man: (Sits at the edge of their bed, places both hands on his bowed head and adopts a posture of utter dejection)…It’s eating me up here babes.

Wife: (Fearing the worst)… What is it? Pls don’t hold back. Is it bad news??

Man: Silently shakes his head. You’re gonna hate me. I can’t even find the words to tell you.

Wife:( Obviously now frantic)… Just tell me, abeg!

Man: Darling, you know how much I love you, don’t you?

Wife: Yes. And? Wait…Have you gotten the maid pregnant?!?

Man: What? No!

Wife: Well then what is it? Spit it out!

Man: Well, it’s to do with your friend Ann (or whatever her name is)

Woman: What about her?

Man: I don’t feel comfortable around her in our home. Yes, I know she is your friend, but I am a man and I don’t want to be tempted into doing anything ….

Wife: Anything like what? Anything like what?! What have you and Ann been up to??

Man: N…Nothing! I’m just trying to say I’m not comfortable with her and I don’t want to be tempted to do anything that would jeopardize our marriage…

Woman (Pauses and looks at man)..: OMG! YOu are attracted to Ann? You no-good bit.ch azz modaf$*er! My BEST Friend? Have you no shame?! You &&(%(unprintable)%(##@!~!! Asshol@! No wonder you were eying her that day we were playing scrabble! Did you let her win on purpose?? Well did you?!

Man: Please calm down. It’s not like I’ve done anything yet…

Woman: Ooooooh! You want me to wait till you do something? How can I ever trust you? In fact am gonna call ann up right now and give her a piece of my mind, that two timing, bicch=-azz %*%$*$!!!

Wife continues in destructo mode and husband wishes he had never taken advise from nairaland…

***Curtains drawn!***
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So which scenario is more likely? Should he tell his wifey? Drop a comment below

Past birthday Selfies 2009-

11.12p.m It is still my birthday!!!!!!!!! (stolen from Dexter’s lab). Birthdays has always been a big deal to me and I have tried to mark it or the other………….save for this year. I was too tired from Beebee’s party to do anything significant. So I decided to share birthday selfies of the last 5 years.(well almost all were selfies. Who invented the word ‘selfies’ anyways. it sounds really silly to say)

Enjoy…..


2009

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2010
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2011
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2012
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2013
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2014
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Rant- I am no Super mom!!!

Hello everyone, a few days ago, I wrote a short piece titled ‘I don’t get religion’. While I was extremely careful not to bash any religion, I guess just writing about religion in any light that is not 100 percent positive is controversial (as I feared). While I did get a lot of positive feedbacks, comments and likes, I had to take it down because someone whom I greatly respected, asked me to. Now I was very resentful at the request for two reasons. First, I didn’t write anything negative and secondly, I felt as if it was a sort of censorship for my blog. However, my respect was greater than my indignation. So I took it down. Of course the person spent the next couple of days trying to ‘educate’ me on why I should get religion. Wonderfully, the ‘education’ went beyond emphasis on faith and focused on logic and rationality, so I guess I got something out of it.

Long Preamble. sorry….back to my Rant.

My BeeBee turned a month yesterday………..Yeaaahhhh! I finally broke down…….Nayyyyyy!

I thought I was ready for motherhood. I read all the books, all the articles, everything on dealing with newborns and avoiding common pitfalls. I guess I didn’t bank on having other people to look after as well. Two days after returning home, I was back to household duties and I was irate. The incision still hurt and moving around was difficult. The first two weeks drained me mentally and physically. Of course BeeBee was perfect and could do no wrong, but I did have severe homicidal thoughts towards the hubby. However, as much as I hate to admit it, the strain helped me recover very quickly. I have been feeling great. Three hours of sleep at night…no biggie. Making breakfast, Lunch and dinner for hubby and his mother….Piece of cake. Making the house presentable for visitors…..forget about it. I am super mom….I could do it all

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Except I am not super mom. #sadface

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Three weeks and counting………. Party Planning commences

My Beebee is three weeks old today. Hurray. She marked the day by being miserable all afternoon. Such a champ. She didn’t cry or fuss when being held, but as soon as she is put down, she becomes really uncomfortable. I Was very worried even though my mother in law assured me it was normal. Am guessing it is gas (Spent a good deal of the afternoon rocking her with one hand and googling baby related articles with the other). I kept giving her gripe water hoping to relieve her (Please mothers, does that really work?) We ended up putting her on her stomach (Even though that scared me because all the baby sites advocate that babies be put to sleep on their backs) and she was finally able to sleep. (Typing this as quickly as I can before I jinx it and she wakes up)<

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So I have scheduled a date for my baby dedication/party. And if you have read my post on child dedication almost gone awry , you would realize it is kinda a big deal…..for me at least. I have been planning it for two years. I have gone through all the details in my head, all the things I want to do, what I would wear, what she would wear, what I would cook blah blah blah. I have planned for so long that I am absolutely….. 100 percent certain that it is NOT going to go as planned, because it NEVER ever does. I don’t know if I over plan things or my expectation is way too high. I feel like a bridezilla or is it a Mummyzilla?

The event is February 14th, a good month away and I am already making a shopping list, picked the baby’s outfit (which may not even fit by then) and worrying about little details. I am sleep deprived and I am here worrying about an event 30 days away. You can’t completely blame me though. If you read the above post, you would realize that things can go ‘sour’ really quickly in certain events, so it is necessary to worry and plan….and worry. Deep breaths Hera. I really would like to make some unique meals I have learnt (and hopefully perfected) the past year, but I have never cooked for more than 15 people at a time, so I don’t know my cooking skills for large amount of people. Will it be bland? Will there not enough seasoning? Will they hate it? Am I over thinking things again? AAArrggghhhhhhhh

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Anyways, I will keep you all updated on how the day goes. I will make a conscious effort to focus more on sleeping and my little BeeBee than worrying about how a party turns out, but I have a reputation to maintain. (I make a lot of mouth so I gat to deliver. Me and my big mouth)

So any tips on how to plan a rocking party with ease would be most welcome

Open Letter to Aida Zoe

So my little BeeBee is 2 weeks and 4 days now (Feels way longer) It has been an interesting learning experience. Good news! I am 10kg down already. Hurray (No, I am not exercising or dieting or deliberately trying to lose weight yet. I am vain but I am not that vain). I am eating well so the baby eats well. So imagine when I start putting in some real efforts. (I have 7kg of pre pregnancy weight and 10 kg of pre Bahrain weight to lose in 2014). I gat time.

I am really so blessed. Sure, this has been a very frustrating period and I have thought of ingenious ways of killing my husband, hiding the body in the desert somewhere and collecting his life insurance (If he has one). Let’s just blame hormones. But my little one is perfect. She is so active and loves to play with her hands. She hates being swaddled and has the most adorable sleeping position. She doesn’t cry at all. She fusses when she wants to be changed or fed and just stay calm afterwards. She takes her baths, injections and massages without a whimper. My mum says I was like that (I doubt it). Everyone says she looks like me now. I can’t really tell, but if she does, I must be STUNNING.

Musing done. I came across this amazing poem on the blog of a good friend of mine. It really got to me. It is something I and I am sure billions of women around the world can relate to. You can check out her blog “Through my eyes” at http://ilsa-aida.blogspot.com The poem was aptly titled “I am waiting for you” but since it is the season for open letters in Nigeria, I am going to title it here “Open letter to Aida Zoe’. Enjoy. Hold a hankie. Continue reading

And her names are………….. Drum rolls please…..

Happy New Year……..I guess. Sorry. I am not really big on New years. It only serves to remind me that I am getting older, that I am NOW in my late 20s and swiftly approaching the dreaded 30.

cryingI still feel like 21 at heart.

So today was my baby’s naming ceremony back home. The hubby and I had stated that we would prefer a very quiet prayer ceremony indoors with just a few friends and family. And sure enough, ‘just’ over 150 people showed, canopies outside, women on matching head scarves, souvenirs were shared. Just your ‘typical quiet prayer ceremony indoors’

Now, everybody has insisted of giving the baby a name. From the grandparents, aunties, uncles, cousins twice removed, step nephew’s neighbor to the lady selling roasted corn ten houses away. The name issue created quite a bit of controversy, that at a point, we just gave up and let everyone call her what ever they wanted.

So, without much ado, I represent to you the list of my baby’s names that I am currently aware of and the people that gave them the names Continue reading

As the years ends for Hera Pereira…………..

As the year slowly comes to an end, I take a look back at my 11 month old baby blog. I started out with so much fire….. so much enthusiasm. I had a million things to write about. I was going to have a blast with this. I was going to be the best blogger ever! (did I hear someone cough) Somewhere along the line, the fire began to flicker out. Not because I lost my passion, Not because I didn’t even know what to post. Life simply interfered and made it very difficult to type down my many ideas and I really didn’t know how to write short quick posts. At a point, I became quite ashamed to visit my OWN blog. Ridiculous, I know. Maybe in 2014, I would learn to cease my incessant ramblings and simply get to the point………Maybe…………Probably not. I like to ramble.

At a point, someone suggested I post entertainment news since I couldn’t type. I remember thinking, what would then make me stand out from the 5 million or so bloggers already covering the Entertainment section. It is not as if I can get the news before they do. What would make me different? I didn’t just want to be part of a crowd. I want to create a place for me. Where I rule. I may never get the hundred of thousands of daily clicks doing what I do, but at least I would like doing it. Nothing more important than loving what you do, and not just what people expect you to do.

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