HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY

I came across a new word today while browsing the newspaper. "Mompreneur". Referring to women who marry domestic duties with enterprises. In Nigeria, this describes most women. We really are strong folk, girls. Especially in the case of the Unmarried Mom, mehn the hussle is real. Just as this bill is paid, another rears its head. However, sometimes we push ourselves not because we NEED to but because we FEEL we have to. Now before you quirk that eyebrow at me, lemme explain, and if your're not guilty... well its my blog (Tongue in cheek!)

Monday morning: Alarm goes, hurried set of crunches, hurried prayers, rush to the kitchen, get water and lunch pack started. wake him up, hurry, hurry, hurry, raised voice... "comon eat the breakfast you've been given!"... hurried kiss goodbye at the school gate, drive off, 'I'll buy a treat to make up', you think to yourself. Evening falls, You barely make it home to kiss his sleepy head goodnight. bone tired yourself you think, "awww its early in the week, enough time to do better tomorrow."

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday follows the same pattern, except now the scolding is becoming cajoling and bribery. Friday comes along, but you despair because... "Mom do you have a meeting this weekend?" and the answer is most likely going to be "Yes honey but I promise I'll be back early"; "I haven't touched base with the family/friends in a while, should try this weekend"; "Ah, am a Mom but still single o! Lemme try and get a life, so movie with the girls? or accept a date from that 'toaster'?; "Gosh am spent, I need a lie in!" but 50 shades of curiosity wrapped up in one little sweet heart won't let the winks get to 10 much less 40!

So your shoulders slump. Not so much from the hectic schedule, but from the guilt that drives you, to achieve more, so you can get them more. That big ol' chip on the shoulder that's got something to prove - "Look at me, am all this! Yeah, am a mom and unmarried, but HEY! I'm gbo gbo big girl! That should count eh?"

So dear readers, if I hit a nerve amongst any of you, its alright. Its alright to take a chill pill now and again, and enjoy that smile you're working so hard to buy. Its alright if they don't wear the latest designer outfits kids their age are wearing. Seriously, they don't care. Neither should you. Its alright to miss that working trip, that will pay a little bit extra, because you're holidaying with your treasure(s). Its alright to slow down a bit, so they can catch up, and love you. That's all they just want to do. And that's all you are meant to do. 

LOVE THEM.

For the workaholics like me, I know I just took your crack, so here's a little feel good. Work when they sleep, YOU can sleep when YOUR'E DEAD! LOL!

Live life 'cos THEY'RE golden!!!