One of my earliest most persistent detail from my childhood that may have scarred me for too long is growing up and being reminded everyday how skinny I was. And while it is arguable that most of it was never actually done with malicious intent, it did affect my psyche at school and at play….
Tag: Birthday
THE ONE IN MY BELLY; ON OXFORD STREET
When a friend asked me one day, if I could sense what my child will be like, if I was prepared to raise an unknown, I sighed. We were both pregnant, I was almost due, tired and sitting on a ledge at a bus stop on Oxford street, watching the mammoth crowd of tourists and…
FOR OLUWADOLABOMI OLUWAKIMILAYA aka KIMya
When I read this letter that my friend Tosin Gbela wrote to his daughter on her third birthday yesterday, I was proud, and moved and touched, and impressed, and grateful. So I asked him permission to share on here. It was particularly lovely and refreshing to see because mothers are naturally the ones that get…
