SUPER-MOM

My mom and my sister are all i ever had and all i still have. Growing up in Lagos Nigeria was pretty CRAZY. I had many dimensions of my life from my early years. Born and raised by a single mom from Anambra, she was married to my dad, a delta man but not for long. I bet my mom has the strong influence on the reasons why I and my sister are not too excited about the idea of marriage. Her marriage was far from smooth, I understand nothing is but hers was a ship trying to sail on land after the ocean dries up. You get the point? My sis and I have this “if it happens, it happens” attitude towards it.

Born and bred by a strong mom, a professor who taught in Unilag, the best memories I have from my childhood was hw she would carry me on her back and hold my sister’s hands on her way to work, when she gets to class to give lectures, the students she taught, would always play with me. Mom took some pictures of these moments and I was able to see some and come alive. 

Through the storm, she never let anything hurt us. She gave us shade from both sunshine and rain, constantly advising us that the most harmless thing, such as a fly can hurt us deeply but we must never allow anyone and anything cause us pain. Ma made constant promises and one i shall never forget is her promise to give us a better life than she did, to save us from less tears than she cried. she said "Nk, Uzo, I've cried enough for the three of us, you don't have to cry more", then she would sing us some comfort songs in igbo language. 

My biggest inspiration is that from a single mom, the lonely nights she never complained of, the tears she constantly wiped off herself, the hope in her eyes every time she tells us “never let life bring you down, as long as we all have each other”.

Few years later mom re-married, this time to a Yoruba man from Kwara into a polygamous family. She never had kids for my step-dad but it was nothing to worry about because he had 6 previous kids. Things became fairly bright for mom. She lived in a comfortable house, had her maids and had a nice car with her own driver. It was a turn in time. I guess keeping the faith holds one down. However, there is a huge possibility that her decision to be part of an already made family was to give her children a better chance in life. She was always that mom that would go all the way for me and my sister. 

Mom was able to build her own school along Badagry express way. She told us it was a dream she always had to be the principal of a school. Ma had her own nursery, primary and secondary school. She never wanted us to leave her side, so she had us attending her school. Now being a part of a Yoruba polygamous family and being the principal’s daughter both had its “Downsides”. 

 If you have a super mom like i do and can remember some of ur childhood memories, painful, sweet or bittersweet, it doesn't matter. Always pray for your super mom, be the best you can be for your super mom, always show how much you love your mom and how much she inspires you. My life's foundation was built by my mom, she brought me into this world and has long carried me through its hurdles. I bless the day she had me.

Read along my blog if you wanna find out more about NK and the things that keeps me going.