Yum Yum

We are planning an art exhibition in our household. Miss K wants to have a show where she displays all her drawings. She is so serious about it, and has been sorting her masterpieces, she has a guest list and is about to give me her brief for the catering department. It is something that she talks about everyday, so I’ll share with you some pictures of the exhibition when it happens.

Ky on the other hand thinks that coloring is extremely exciting- well, nothing trumps painting- especially when she is coloring Ksena’s pages. When this happens I countdown to the exchange that will ensue, I am a full-time referee.

Ky’s fave color seems to be green at the moment, she says ‘Geen’ with a grin. Super cute, I tell you. Watching her reminds me how sometimes I think that the grass is greener on the other side, yet in some instances it just depends on which color your are coloring your paper.

We could all be having the same meal, but she will prefer it if it comes from Daddy’s plate. Last night when she saw me serve hubs, she shouted, ‘Yum Yum’ as she charged towards him his dinner. She knows that unless his food is laded with chilli he will share it with her. In fact when I serve him, I put a little extra for Ky.

At this tender age, she knows that she has access to what her father has, when she asks she receives. As she chowed on his food, I said to him, “May you partake of what belongs to your father (in heaven) like Ky does with you. She knows that you will not withhold from her any good thing.” I didn’t add, don’t throw tantrums when you don’t get your way, because the tantrums are with us, but we are grateful for grace from above and experience with Miss K, we know that they too shall pass.

In my walk with God, I pray that I will go to him as my father and partake of that which he has prepared for me. That I will not let my experiences and biases dispel my desire for Him.





For The Weary Mum

f61807f83bde210da47fc4cac19558dfHappy New Week!

Tuesday is my new Monday. Well, at least since I had a baby. I feel like Monday is my Sabbath to recover from the Sabbath. I fully boot and begin my week on Tuesdays and this week is no different.

This post is dedicated to the weary mummy who also looks for some tranquility on Mondays. There is never a dull day in your life.

A few days ago I spent the midnight hour in the peads casualty. It was so sad to see other children sick. What caught my attention was the weary mums trying to be tough cookies for their babies even when they couldn’t do much to help them. Also, why do children get sick at night? The place was so packed.

In the midst of all the coughs and sneezes, children were telling their parent’s about their experiences with the doctor. One girl made our night. After telling us all how she is a big girl, out of the blue she shouted, ”Mum, me I love omena!” Bless that little girl’s soul. It was not what she said, but how she said it that had us in stitches. I love children’s honesty.

A couple of month’s ago, I felt as though I was in over my head. Sleep deprivation was getting to me. One evening I sat and cried out to God and asked Him to speak to me, to speak to my weary heart that didn’t want to give up but felt spent. This is what He said:-

Isaiah 40:25-31 NLT

25 “To whom will you compare me?
    Who is my equal?” asks the Holy One.

26 Look up into the heavens.
    Who created all the stars?
He brings them out like an army, one after another,
    calling each by its name.
Because of his great power and incomparable strength,
    not a single one is missing.
27 O Jacob, how can you say the Lord does not see your troubles?
    O Israel, how can you say God ignores your rights?
28 Have you never heard?
    Have you never understood?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
    the Creator of all the earth.
He never grows weak or weary.
    No one can measure the depths of his understanding.
29 He gives power to the weak
    and strength to the powerless.
30 Even youths will become weak and tired,
    and young men will fall in exhaustion.
31 But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength.
    They will soar high on wings like eagles.
They will run and not grow weary.
    They will walk and not faint.

Now, read it like this:

Even young young mums will become weak and tired, and young women will fall in exhaustion. But those who trust in the LORD will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint. (Emphasis mine)

It is okay to feel tired and weary. Yes, I know we may seem rather pink and weak in comparison to our mothers and women of old, however, the bible says that even you will get tired. Your feelings are valid. Don’t let anybody take you on a guilt trip about your limited strength.


It is easy to expect other people to fill the gap and encourage you while your in a valley however, you cannot put your trust in them. The truth is, your husband, friends and relatives will fail you because what you need is way above their dispensation grade.

Trusting in the Lord is what will help you find new strength. His strength will help you rise above the challenges and soar. You will run the evening marathon and morning rush hours and not grow weary. You will walk as you exercise patience and not faint.

Can I hear an Amen?

When it gets rough from time to time, I usually remind myself to do the following step by step.


Be encouraged my dear. Serve your family as though you are serving the Lord. Turn to Him and lean on Him. Embrace the season, heed the call and give it your all.


God has not forgotten you, even when it gets hard, He is right there with you.