Now I promise you this is not how I intended to start off this blog but hey it is how I am feeling so just bear with me. But let us discuss motherhood and its struggles. I am tired. Yep, I said it T-I-R-E-D. Now do not get me wrong. Motherhood is a blessing that I would not trade for anything else, but it gets to a point where you are just tired. Exhausted is more like it. Mentally, physically, and emotionally.
I wish i could start my story with “once upon a time, there lived a princess in a big castle…”. Hey! I am a princess, no, a queen, but that is not where the story starts.
I am Congolese by blood, born in Lagos, Nigeria. I grew up mainly with my mother. My parents were never married. My dad left Nigeria long before I could even walk. I do not think he´s even in my first birthday pictures. He left in search of greener pastures I guess only that I did not really get to enjoy that, at least at first. I grew up with my mum, lots of aunties and uncles and loving grandparents. I remember my childhood to be fun.
One day at a time