A Day out In The City

Today started out like any other day, the kids woke up super early despite it being a weekend and wishing just like every day in the last five days, they had wanted to sleep in, wake up late. What happens to the not doing anything until it was 11am rules? Kids being kids, they decided to wake up early and start the day in a high spirit. I looked at them wanting to moan about it but decided to go with the flow. we turned the radio on, dancing and singing while tidying up.

then my phone buzzed reminding me of a play date we had arranged last week, I had forgotten all about it, talk about baby’s brain! I had not only forgotten, I haven’t confirmed it. quickly I rushed to text the family and they said yes they were still expecting us. quickly we raced to get ready and just as we were about to leave the apartment, the baby decided to do a number 2. after cleaning her up, she started crying so I stayed back to nurse her. eventually we left the apartment and headed up town.

we took a taxi to 116th street and as the driver was going past the park I realised that it was unusually filled up, people were having parties, kids playing, music beaming from different angles. I asked the driver what was going on and he said it was cinco de mayo celebration. I have heard of this celebration were a lot of Americans dress up in colourful Mexican themed outfits, drink margaritas and eat tacos but I have not really thought much of what it actually meant. a quick google search told me it was a day celebrated because a small Mexican army defeated a large French army in the battle of Puebla. asked and answered. moving on swiftly because it is still all new to me. I am glad that at least that we are all somehow colourfully dressed. quickly I asked the taxi driver if he could be kind enough to play photographer and tale us a photo so we can remember our first somewhat cinco de mayo celebration in New York City. Maybe next year we will be able to do it proper,

Mummy Whats the Weather like Today?

Today my daughter asked me what the weather was going to be like, just as they were getting ready for school. it seems like a simple enough question, I’m pretty sure she had asked the same question yesterday especially now that we seemed to have skipped spring and jumped straight to summer in May.

it was such a beautiful spring day!

As she asked and I muscled the strength and concentration to check the weather app on my phone, I told her it would be hot and sunny so she needed to put on her warm weather clothes, water bottle  and apply sunscreen. Just then it dawned on me that She depends on me for almost everything, all three kids depends on me, my husband depend on me to keep the family running, help him with his doctors or dentist quarterly check up, my parents, grand-parents, cousins, friends, they all depend on me. Maybe it was the lack of sleep seeing that I’ve only had 3 hours of sleep, I panicked for a little bit. The realisation that I was the human Siri was honestly quite overwhelming. In the words of Peter Parker spider man, “with great power comes great responsibility” my case appeared to be somewhat the other way round, “with great responsibility comes the need of great power, or perhaps coffee, or sleep or a hug or three nannies” – Irene. I know I’m no Beyonce so the idea of three nannies was out of the windows.

What if I fail them, now I’m not too worried about the adults in this equation, it is rather the young ones, the most vulnerable ones that I worry about. Its not their fault. They literarily depend on me for their survival. I am the sole source of food and nutrient for my nursing baby. Now that my husband has traveled back to work, I am the older kid’s main source of physical parental support. I may not be their sole source of nutrient as I can easily take them to McDonalds for cheese burger and fries, but the guilt and worry keeps me up at night. I find myself questioning myself, asking, if I’m giving them the right nutrients. I mean forget the fact that they got food in their tummy at least, they are showered, taken to school every single day, taken away from arms way, no, society makes it looks like parents who take their kids to fast food are not so good.

I don’t need no society to be on my case, I am already on my case. I ask myself what if I don’t know the answers to their question? After all, not all the answers can be found in an app, and i’m pretty sure google does not know everything. And Siri, well that guy does get tired sometimes and he begins to get cranky, trust me I have seem him get “emotional” when my son spent over thirty minute asking him weird questions over and over agin.

Again, what if I don’t have the answers they want? God know I love them too much to want to fail them, to not be able to give them the answer they need. I may not be able to answer all their questions, one thing I will always want them to know is that I am here for them. I will listen to their questions no matter how tired I am or how ridiculous it sound. I will search heaven and earth for answers no matter how many few hours of sleep I have had. You see, because they depend on me, it has now become a duty. I owed it to them the minuet I choose  to bring them into this world and be their mother.

The truth is, they are not the only one who depend on me, I also depend on them. they gave my life a new meaning, showed me strength I never knew I had, I mean I can multi-task like a pro! I never knew I could survive on only two hours of sleep and still be able to function the next morning. I depend on my husband for emotional support he may probably think its more financial as he calls himself my ATM machine but I beg to differ. Also being my best friend, there are things I can only tell him and not get worried about being judged. I depend on my girlfriends for moral support and so on. I believe thats what relationships are all about, us depending on each other. Helping each other out. An unspoken code.

So in reply to her question, it is a beautiful weather outside today and later on in the day, me and the littlest one went out for picnic under the most beautiful tree we saw while the older kids were at school.

A Trip to Science Museum London 

Over the years we’ve taken the kids to the science museum London. They enjoyed it as younger kids but didn’t understand much then.

Since the kids got a little older and started full time primary school, we haven’t taken them for a while, until it was science week at their school and they needed to submit a project. Time for a little adventure!

To keep the kids entertained on our tube ride, we picked up a tube map for them to navigate our stops. Being it was a Sunday, there were engineering works going on on the London Underground, which affected our journey. 

The science museum London is a free entry museum (donations accepted and we highly recommend it), it’s easy to locate. To get there, follow the signs from South Kensington underground station, past the natural history museum on the left. The Victoria and Albert Museum on the right until you get to the end of the subway and then you turn to your left. 

You will need to go through security check and then your adventures begins with locomotives and stem engines, many interesting things to see, do and discover on the ground floor,all the way to the top floor. 

Exploring space. 


We went on a space tour learning interesting facts like how astronauts do number 2 in space and bring the sample back to NASA to analyse the content of their poo. Space is pretty but its poo business isn’t pretty. 


Then we took the stairs all the way to explore more matters and materials. There is lift, clean toilet with baby changing facilities and a cafeteria (first floor) that sells hot and cold food. There is a gift shop on the ground floor. 

Next we explored matters and materials. 

By the time we had lunch and toured the second floor, we were tired. There was School the next day and I didn’t want to tire them up. So we had to go but we are coming back over the half term for part 2! 

Baby Gender Reveal 

It’s a girl! 


We are so happy to be having another beautiful little baby girl in 5 months time. 

All my cravings and motherly instinct told me it was going to be a boy. I craved for very spicy delicious Western Nigerian meals, similar to the cravings I had in my previous pregnancy with my son. My mother also had a dream that it was going to be a boy. But as usual I was a little sceptical and didn’t go ahead to start shopping for everything blue. We wanted to get the confirmation from the 20 weeks scan. After three pregnancies, I’ve come to realise that babies sometimes have a mind of their own. Just as every child is different, so is every pregnancy. 

I’ve always said to those closest to us that I don’t mind much about the gender of a baby. As long as the child and mom is healthy and both are home safely after the birth. That’s what matters to us. Besides we’ve already got one of each so we are very grateful for any additional child. 

The more detailed 20 weeks scan not only should us our beautiful girls’ face but also showed us that she’s doing well. 

Our daughter Victoria is happy to be having a sister she can play dress-up with. 

While our son Daniel is happy to have at least one baby sister who won’t be bossing him about like his older sister who’s always playing the mummy. 


Me? I’m just happy to be growing our family! 

The Yacht London Review

The Yacht London is a permanently moored boat restaurant on the London river thames. It is literally across the road from Temple underground station.

We first came to The Yacht London some years ago during my husbands birthday party. We had a meal with few of our friends and I always knew we would comeback. 

With so many restaurants to choose from in London, I must say I stumbled across The Yacht London by chance. My husband’s then office was in Embarkment, which is just few minute walk from temple and I was looking for something edgy, fun and yet classy. I think we had also just gotten back from a cruise to Amsterdam that left quite an impression on us, we wanted to taste that dining on a ship once again. It seemed like the perfect place.


on arrival, we were welcomed by a friendly waiter who asked us to choose where we wanted to seat ( we arrived early and they were just opening up so there was plenty of tables to choose from), of course we chose the seat with the best view. Tables on the right side of the glassed windows have London views and must of the iconic landmark like the London eye, Big Ben and the shad.

 

The boat rocked while we were eating, which was amazing because you would think you were actually on a moving boat. Not too cool if you are prone to being sea sick.

The food was mostly delicious. The started came quite quickly (a plus for hungry pregnant mamas) with a free refillable glass of still water. 


The mains was made to perfection. We both had steak which came with salad and chunky chips. It was filling and my serloin was well complimented by peppercorn sauce. 

The other half didn’t want desserts, I wanted to try one so I ordered what I call strawberry, cream and biscotti (it probably had a very fancy name that I can’t remember). It was served in a large glass bow. Very well decorated I felt guilty sticking my spoon in it to eat it thereby destroying the masterpiece. He saw it and asked for an extra spoon and dug right in. 


After two glasses of lemonade (which again had a very fancy name), couple with the fact that my unborn baby probably has my bladder in his hand, I had to use the loo before going. 

I always love cute toilet selfies but what was even more amazing at this restaurant was the hallway to the toilet, which is located in the basement of the ship. 


It was the stained glass windows that first caught my eyes. Then the beautiful, simple but elegant chandelier. 

The restaurant was lovely. It’s not cheap to eat here but it’s affordable and I will definitely comeback again. Highly recommend.