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Happy Mother's Day.


I lost my Mum over 15 years ago when I was in ss1 and that is the extent of familial loss I have ever experienced until recently. 
God blessed me with Mothers of different ages, tribe, and class to see me through life. Far away from home, I will make friends and their Mum will take me in, show me love and care. It told me more than anything that God cares and was looking out for me.

But I had this fear. I didn't know how deep rooted until I started saying I wouldn't get married. I figured marriage translated to having kids and I was fearful that I could die at a young age, leaving my kids at the mercy of relatives and I didn't want that at all.
I started praying about it and I came to the realisation that I am now in Christ, old things have passed away and all things are new. I am no longer a slave to Fear! Oh how liberating.

5 years ago God made me a mother and it was the end of 'anyhowness' in my life.
I could no longer take things for granted.
I didn't want to. I wanted to be the best mother to my kids, while also been a better version of myself.
I would read and read articles online. Reach out to professionals. Little wonder that my instagram following is full of parenting experts and coaches.

I didn't want to raise my kids anyhow and hope they will turn out fine. I was determined that with Gods help I will be intentional about the way I am raising my children. I and my husband are on that path and even though it's not easy, the rewards make it worthwhile.

Here is wishing everyone who is a mother in any way, who is sacrificing and loving unconditionally, the grace to do more and be more. The future is the little ones of today.

Happy International Mothers' Day.

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  1. It just dawn on me that today is mother's day*sigh* well like my sister said we have been blessed with amazing mother figure in our life's. Happy mother's day sis.

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  2. Happy mothers' day to all the beautiful women out there, our labour of love will not be in vain in Jesus name

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  3. Thank you for being a wonderful mum, we see all you do. God bless you with more wisdom and long life

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