Wednesday, 24 October 2018

PREGNANT WORKING NAIJA WIFE CHRONICLES: CHANGE HAS COME


Hmmmm!!! Sighing lightly I reminisced over months and years gone by. The days when short dresses, high heeled shoes/sandals, loud lipstick colours and after work meetups were a thing.
"Ib you've changed" a friend noted a few weeks ago
Turning up an eyebrow at him, I asked "How so?"
His response got me chuckling. Truly change had come.
Months ago, I was a carefree, energetic, fun loving and SINGLE naija medical doctor.
Today, I am a pregnant, working naija wife.
Juggling family life, residency, a masters program and my pregnant self.
Days gone by I get back from work, jump into the bathroom, hurriedly freshen up and dash out again for dinner/drinks with friends.
These days even before I get in from work, I mentally hang my boots on the door nail... Ain't going nowhere till tomorrow.
"The social butterfly has finally come home to roost" my sister says.
Surely but gradually, life as I know it is changing.
Initially I tried resisting, tenaciously holding onto my short dresses, heely shoes and gregarious lifestyle.
"Baby girl for life, Pino Pino all the way" was my mantra
As I got pregnant and days became weeks then months, I couldn't keep up. Mother nature had me real good. How she must have laughed at my naivety.
My body was changing rapidly and I was trying to adjust as quickly.
First my bras failed me. My breasts became overly sensitive and tender then started to increase in size (per weekly increase). I quickly filled out the one time oversize bras my sister gave me.
Then came my clothes. I would wear a dress today and it would fit. On attempting to wear it a week later, it wouldn't go beyond my bust region. The ones that managed to slide past my chest region were like bandage over my tummy.
On one occasion, It got so bad I had to unzip my gown at work. As I always have a labcoat handy, I had to wear one all day.
Wardrobe frustration was setting in.
My heely shoes I maintained amidst admonishings. Then back pain set in.
My mother says  "The grasses are truly wise, in the eye of a storm they simply bend and let the wind pass. Trees like the dogoyaro stand tall and proud. In the morning, the grasses rise, seemingly unaffected while the dogoyaro tree lies a broken hero, butchered by the storm"
The frustrating morning routine of looking for work clothes that still fit got to me.
One weekend I called up some friends. I had an urgent need for maternity wear vendors. I also took some materials to my tailor for trendy maternity wears.
It was time to stoop to conquer.
"He who fights and runs, lives to fight another day" the wise say.
Finally comfort took priority over chikito. These days, I can easily be spotted wearing wide fit dresses and flat shoes/ sandals.
Don't get carried away though, I didn't undergo a personality overhaul. My dresses are wide fit but short and lipstick colours remain ever blazing. We are pregnant not incapacitated.
Like I said, it's "Baby girl for life, Pino Pino all the way"
Ka chi foo!!!
The chronicles of a pregnant, working naija wife.

Tuesday, 17 October 2017

OUR CHILDREN AND ENCLOSED SPACES: REDEFINING THE RULES OF "PLAY"


Swiping the screen of my phone, I leaned back to thoroughly digest the article. It was an autopsy case report sent by one of my teachers to sharpen my "research intellect". As I read through, I was deeply unsettled. Indeed it was a sad tale.

The case of  three boys; two brothers and a neighbour, aged 3, 5 and 7years who had been declared missing and later found dead in the boot/trunk of a car belonging to

Sunday, 23 July 2017

VAGINAL DOUCHING: THE KILLER ANOINTING


As I walked through the body care section of the departmental store, I saw them. Pretending there were none existent, I left for the pharmacy located three blocks down the road. Scanning the counters as I awaited my order, I saw them again.
"What is going on?" I wondered.
Vaginal douches in their various brands and colours lined the counter.
As I pondered the situation, a lady walked in, paid for one of the brands and left the

Monday, 29 May 2017

OUR CHILDREN, THEIR SEXUALITY AND THE SIEGE OF IGNORANCE: WHEN AND WHAT DO WE SAY?


It all started as we began the online discussion on "SAFE SEX AND VAGINAL DOUCHING". Dr Michael, the founder of the platform DOCTOR ON AIR had contacted me earlier in the week to facilitate at the weekly health talk which takes place every Saturday at 10:00am. I was to choose my topic, sexual health appealed to me. As I greeted the house and wrote the theme for the day's discussion,  a participant wrote, "for 18years and above only"... I couldn't disagree more.

Friday, 21 April 2017

POSTNATAL DEPRESSION: AN UNAPPRECIATED REALITY


"Chi mu ooo!!!" Chiugo's husband exclaimed
Dropping his bags on the doorstep, he rushed forward to rescue his six week old son.
Lifting him from a pool of feaces and urine, he headed to the bathroom.
Chiugo watched the scene without saying a word. She had been sitting in the same spot since her older children left for school, the house was yet to be cleaned and her son still to

Saturday, 28 January 2017

POSTNATAL DEPRESSION: IT'S NOT MY PORTION


Postnatal depression thrives amongst us, yet, it is an unappreciated reality in the African society. When discussions on mental health arise, more often than not, phrases such as "God forbid" "I reject" "It's not my portion" rend the air. 
In spite of not being anyone's portion, we encounter women who suffer this disorder in

Friday, 11 November 2016

FEMALE CIRCUMCISION: THE MYTHS


Whilst perusing the comment section in one of the online fora, I came across this rather disturbing one from a certain apparently educated, young lady. She was advocating for female circumcision as a means of reducing female 'libido' and curbing promiscuity amongst the female folks.

It got me thinking... "If this educated, apparently exposed and probably informed or rather

Sunday, 30 October 2016

THE SEALED VAGINA


Hehehe... Olorun maje ooo!!!
Sealed vagina ke?
Na so e take happen...

"Kpom kpom kpom..."
"Come in" I responded
It was 2pm in the afternoon and the antenatal patients were still trickling in.

Monday, 12 September 2016

COITUS INTERRUPTUS : WHEN SEX ENDS BEFORE FULL-TIME



Obioma and Nony have been together for about two years.
"Surely, it's time to move the relationship to the next level" Obioma reflects. To his dismay, each time he broaches the issue of settling down, Nony shies away or keeps mute throughout the one-sided discussion.
Unknown to him, Nony is aware he's playing a double game - a "no strings attached"

Wednesday, 3 August 2016

MAN IN THE MIRROR


I was trying really hard to concentrate on the text before me when my phone beeped. It was a link to an article and as I was quite bored, I clicked on it with disinterest. Lo and behold, it was the shock of the month. Quickly I sat up... One surely didn't take a blow lying low. I was quite dazed... It was like looking in a mirror. We had similar