HOOKING A PLAYER

"Adorable, Adeola" she heard her voice again as she wiped her face with a big swab of cotton wool. She wished the scar of Soji's finger nails were no more obvious but she had to agree it had healed fast enough after the fight. It was her sister-in-law who had visited and she didn't want her to know that her husband had 'mutilated' her recently. She would be disappointed after the last time when Soji prostrated in her presence and held her feet that he would never 'teach her a lesson' again for checking his phone.
As Clara's voice drew nearer, she knew she had to be fast but as she sprang up from the stool and glanced again at the mirror feigning excitement with  a 'yes', she discovered that she couldn't pretend. She broke into tears. Clara finally opened the door and just took her into her arms.
"I knew you would want to cover it. I saw the scar immediately I came in...." Clara finally said. "He beat you again?"
Adeola gave a weak nod. "Clara, I guess its all my fault" She admitted as if she remembered something.
"Now, don't blame yourself for doing whatever you did to deserve this. Soji can not keep abusing you and you end up blaming yourself. No matter what you did, you are not a slave and should not be treated as such..." she murmured "moreover, I'm very sure what you did is insignificant..."

Are you in an abusive relationship??/

When you hear 'abusive'. what first comes to your mind? Well, many things but in this part of the world, the male-female relationship is one of many options. People don't really bother if anyone has an abusive friend, sibling or classmate as much as an abusive boyfriend, fiance or even husband (usually) even though that has no intention to deny the fact that abuse in whatever form and in whichever context is serious business.
Today, many people suffer in their relationships just to make things work (or so they think) but is it worth it?

Ping!!!!! Ping!!!!!!

This morning, a friend forwarded something to my bbm and I was like ‘wow’.  We have had issues like ‘don’t married people keep in touch with their friends?’, ‘why don’t you keep in touch?’ and so on. You know the normal things. The forwarded message titled ‘delete theory’ was all about people who you should delete from your bbm. The list was countless; proud friends, feeling too pretty/rich, you are always the first to ping, you added someone and he was like ‘how did you get my pin?’, the person hasn’t pinged for three weeks, the person’s only reply is LOL, she threatens to delete you,  you celebrate your birthday and no message at all, your friend is giving you rules, you have put the person’s pictures as DP several times but yours has never been on his own DP, your pings are showing R yet no reply. The list is countless. For most part of the message I laughed.

WHEN CAN MY BABY START WEARING SHOES?

You may be surprised to hear that before your baby starts walking, she doesn’t need shoes. In actual fact, supportive shoes like hard-soled may even get in the way of your child's developing mobility. Socks, booties, and soft-soled baby shoes are useful for warmth, but bare feet are fine, too. I’m not talking of the fancy looking booties that pass for shoes. This doesn’t mean you shouldn’t beautify her feet though but keep in mind that they are not needed yet.

HOW TO BUILD YOUR CHILD'S SELF-ESTEEM

Nurturing your child's self-esteem may seem like a hefty responsibility. After all, a feeling of self-worth lays the foundation for your rug rat's future as he sets out to try new things on his own.
Self-esteem comes from having a sense of belonging, believing that we're capable, and knowing our contributions are valued and worthwhile.
As any parent knows, self-esteem is a fleeting experience. Sometimes we feel good about ourselves and sometimes we don't. What we're really trying to teach our kids are life skills like resiliency. Your child's mood must be able to bounce back no matter what.
Your goal as a parent is to ensure that your child develops pride and self-respect — in himself and in his cultural roots —

Confession of a bachelor

I asked her, "Don't you think you need a change, I mean a break from this relationship?"
"What do you mean?", she snarled. "Oh, you are double-dating....Look into my eyes and tell me you are not seeing someone else. After all we have been through together...." she ranted breathlessly and I regretted making that statement. This is it. Another episode of our arguments.
"I was wondering why I wasn't properly introduced as your fiance to that girl at the mall. You said you attended thesame university. Now, you are telling me we need a break. Is that my reward for staying with you at the hospital for a whole one week and I was going to have the toughest exams I ever had. I had to re-sit my human anatomy just because I slept off in the examination hall, Desmond."
I was about to say something when she clapped irritably and continued nagging. I folded my arms and sat defeated on my new leather sofa, so soft. I could call it home.
"You know I am the best student in my class, Desmond. Yet I had a re-sit. Okay, tell me, what have I done this time? You have been insensitive, did you even notice I had a stiff neck? No. I have been living like I have no one ever since we went to the mall together. Bless my soul, If I ever set my eyes on that husband snatcher, I will uproot her damn hair."
"Now, don't start cursing" I managed to say but she was racing with her words that I could never catch up. She swung her energetic arms around the throw pillow and squeezed gently. "You mean you want to leave me now after you got that big job and I exhausted myself trying to choose something nice for your apartment. Of course, Desmond, you are colour blind. If you doubt that, tell me if this is lilac or magenta.'

GRANDMA, DON’T GET CREATIVE WITH MY BABY’S FACE

Mr. & Mrs. Babatola just had a baby girl. It had been a long wait of four years and finally came a beautiful baby girl. She was such a special baby that at the hospital where she was born, a commissioner’s grand daughter was also born almost at the same time so she received many special gifts which came from friends and family of the other baby, who wanted to see a 3.8Kg baby girl that almost came at the reception if not for grace and by natural birth. Mr. Babatola just got promoted at work and as for Mrs. Babatola, her consignment just arrived the country. Apparently, she fell in love with the business of selling baby things when she started shopping for her babies (she was praying for twins) and she had made steps to start the business as soon as she put to bed. It was a good way to be productive since she quit her banking job. She was happy that at last, her goods were in the country and if not for her condition, she would visit the warehouse everyday just to see her dreams unfold.