Parenting

We have officially been ushered into the heat season! Yesterday, I had cranky kids all over the school compound and imagined what most nights are like in some homes. For the parent, this is a really tough time because you have to sleepily check up on the kids in the middle of the night when […]

In a gathering a few weeks back, I heard the facilitator talk about how Nigeria is perceived by individuals who have never been to the country as a place of “chaos”, a place where nothing good happens. More like a country in periods of “senseless wars” I think to myself “No! How? Why? My Nigeria?”

It is often said, “Parenting is Hard Work”. Oh yes! It is. To make the hard work worth the while, here are some easy steps to flow within 2018. Set Goals: We have moved from the age of “resolutions” to the “goal setting” age. By this term I mean not just writing out what should

I once heard someone say, “All of you wey dey get mind treat house girl so, una no dey fear say na she dey give you and your children food chop?” This got me thinking for weeks. I imagined all sorts that could go wrong between my staff and my children, though in my case,

Simply put, to parent means to act as a father or mother to someone. It means to provide care for an individual. A parent is, therefore, one who whether by biology, adoption or surrogacy, takes charge of caring for a person. I remember growing up, we lived in a block of flats. This block was

To succeed in the New Year, we as parents have to set goals. These goals barely even make it to the second day of the new year because of course there will be the children busy innocently ensuring that the goals are difficult tasks to achieve. So this New Year, one of your set parenting

In this part of the country, gender roles are taken very seriously. The home has the man and the woman, the boys and the girls. The woman should submit, while the man should love. The girls should be “girly” while the boys should be “boyey”. That was how I was raised. I have grown to

Often times as parents, we want the children to be just anything good. If there are ballet classes going on, we push them there. If tomorrow it’s piano classes, we join the pack. We move with the trend. Doing what every other parent seems to be doing and forgetting that every child is unique. The challenge isn’t in the movement

While growing up, I’ve known that the one who wets the bed is usually embarrassed among his/her peers. But among siblings? I never knew until I began the parenting journey. Children are different. Raising the girls, I hadn’t faced the bed wetting challenge until I had my third. Then with the odour of the aftermath,

We have all gone agog with the Libya Slave Trade story. The videos, pictures, inside stories, have all brought tears to our eyes in some way or another. As humans, we are very quick to point fingers, to blame others and also to pick out failures in the activities of others forgetting that as we