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Hi guys it’s monday..what mindset do you have about it..for a typical nigerian monday seems to be a frantic workloaded day. Everyone be looking serious, ties are seriously knot and it can be said that generally people don’t joke with this day of the week. For every monday there will always be a new hope, a new approach to doing things, a new strategy no wonder some public pages will give monday for advertisement of business and job vacancy. However for every monday we have different mindset.. some are overly ambitious while some are indifferent they just see the day as a normal day no bigdeal..whichever class you belong we do hope you have a productive day ahead, enjoy your money-day.

Yetundeeeee…please pass me the foundation, oya ooo who will tie my gele…please aunty makeup artist let my brows be on point you know i will be slaying to the party, lauretta this your stilleto shoe is nice oo..oh yes thanks fabian i bought it because of this party and even my purse as well everything i am wearing will blind them at the party venue…hi girls..please be fast don’t let us miss the food oo we are far behind schedule…guys wait one more shot from my latest iPhone…haa ronke you too like pictures abeg let’s hop in jare, small time now you will flood all your instagram page with pictures. Omo this aso-ebi is on point no wonder it is expensive. This are typical and random thoughts of owambe saturday..who else misses their sayuryaay…i do. Let’s just say uncle covid came and try to reshuffle our favourite saturday..now you have to attend party with mask, not too much gathering..lol everything on protocol and policy..kai boda covid. Do you know some of us sef is our friend’s friend that know one of our friends that is celebrating the party (ki lo kan wa)..and to some they are just there to give feedback report about the party, and they will be like if you see how the jollofrice taste it was wack(aunty but you finish the one inside your plate)..for some it is to catch up with the old friends on a pimping level..that’s where story will start oh i just got back from UK(but this person wan resemble the one i saw at dugbe market)anyway UK nooni..united kingdom of dugbe. Still we misses our saturday..guys oya gist me let me hear random thought about saturday party what interest you the most or you are not even a partyfreak?…do well to drop a comment.

Ajoke.

So guys i am here to give you raw, i mean unfiltered 🤣🤣 i got to the hospital and they were still asking who is that..omo i flung the gate open and entered by this time i was already feeling hot(remember i was cold before), and i was shouting like a mad cow..one by one i begin to remove all the removables(who pant epp?) As in i was stripped down to nothing and the nurses were not even helping matters by telling me let’s check how many centimetres you have been dilated(thunder fire your glove)..prior to this day i had store like 1000names to give to my baby even though the scan said it was going to be a baby girl i still had names in mind for a boy as well..omo when the real labour starts all the names flew away, i couldn’t remember any..i was shouting mo ku oooo, egbami ooo and the nurse was like madam please bring your voice down besides you are stark naked try and cover up so people don’t see you..i replied by saying don’t you dare tell me that biko anybody that wants to see me should come oooo. I started wriggling in pain, they asked hubby has she eaten and he said No and they were like sir please get something for her to eat(Jesu food kee, that’s the least of my problem that moment)..hubby went out around 1a.m and all he could get was bread and pepsi🤣🤣🤣 and out of confusion and frustration that i had already given him, baba missed his way and forgot the direction to the hospital, he virtually went to 3 different hospitals with my bread looking for his pregnant wife..eventually he found his way after 45minutes and got back to the hospital where he explained to the nurses what happened(i knew about this later because at the point he was explaining i was already deaf). I managed to munch little and i spit it out because it was like i am munching wood. You know they will say during labor start praying and confessing i was just chanting different incoherent verses.E.g The LORD is my shepherd i will not do it again if you deliver me. My people of GOD this sweet pain linger till 6.02 a.m Nigerian time before my bundle of joy pops out. As a woman don’t feel shy to explain your pain, people might say are you the first to give birth(ko kan aiye)experience differ, don’t say all in the name of hebrew woman you must deliver vaginally, biko all we need is the safety of you and the newborn not the method. Don’t discriminate, don’t be insensitive and lastly do not mock the pain you have never gone through Thanks for taking your time to read, i promise next post will not be as lengthy as this one lol. Please don’t stop visiting this blog to find fresh gist and engaging post also do well to drop a comment if you visit, Love you all family.

Ajoke.

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