Cool down my Dear Nigerian Husband, I’ve only been a mother for the past three weeks and will continue to be for the next 10 days.
Trust me, all of that is in your interest. I figure if we’re going to have a big family, I might as well start rehearsing this whole motherhood thing.
So, I agreed to baby sit and house-sit my friends’ son and house. The couple was expecting another baby, so they left the island to have their pretty daughter.
Anyways, I thought taking care of this smart and intelligent 8 year-old would be a breeze!. Well, It sort of it, but believe me, it is such a big responsibility.
But eh, trust this your Nigerian wife, I think I’ve been a responsible guardian so far.
For the first week, I had to seriously adjust from just taking care of myself to taking care of both myself and another human being.
I had to learn the hard way how to wake up super early to make sure my child has his lunch cooked at home. Dear Nigerian Husband, when we do have our children, I want you to know they will eat healthy food and have fruits and vegetables.
Since I’ve been with this kid, I’ve learnt that being a parent, you really have to lead by example. You don’t want a kid asking you “why? why? why?” all the time.
Be right back, my son is calling…..
I’m sorry Dear Nigerian Husband, it took me literally more than 40 hours to get back to this post! I guess this is what happens when you have children! Wheeew!
While I was away as well, I learnt that one must not simply eat chocolate because one feels like! Apparently there must be a reason. I took my “son” to lunch on Saturday and on the way back, I asked him if he wanted ice-cream or chocolate. He agreed to ice-cream but said no to chocolate, as he didn’t’ have any concrete reason to eat chocolate. (If only he knew how we adored chocolates as kids. Anyone who grew up in my time -years agooooooooo- will appreciate chocolates, even though no chocolate now can compare to Choco-milo cubes)
Believe me My Dear Nigerian Husband, I’m not the perfect parent, but I’m learning. By the time we make our own kids, I’ll be A grade!
I still need to work on waking up early. Like, on Sunday, I woke up at 8;30 for church service that begins at 9. Thank goodness his church clothes were ironed Saturday night, so all we had to do was have showers and head out. We got to church right in time! No, relax, I didn’t let him go to church hungry.. I gave him turkey and cheese sandwich with juice for breakfast
I’ve had to brush up on my maths too! He’s been coming back from school with some crazy looking things in the name of maths! I can’t tell you when last I heard of proper and improper fractions. This one time he asked me to help him solve a problem. Dear Nigerian Husband, you better be good at maths coz eh… I shall say no more.
I’ve also learnt that dinner time and tv don’t go together. If I’m to get a dollar for each time I’ve said “No son, eat your dinner and quit watching tv,” I’ll probably have enough money to buy a new pair of heels (Which I’ve been into for the past week…)
I’ve taught him to make french toast and pancakes, which he loves! We made french toast this morning. Alright I have to go again……
Considering my love for exercises, I’ve had to make him leave the house to play or skip outside for at least an hour. This new generation kids need to know what sand feels like.
Oh, how could I forget this? We make paper toys/ stuff the other day. He showed me how to make “dragon fingers?” (My dear Husband, please what in God’s green earth is dragon fingers? In my days growing up, we played in the sand…)
Can you believe he was on Youtube to learn how to make them…lol I feel so old! I taught him how to make a boat from paper. I was so proud o