Happy New Year and welcome to January.
I sound crazy welcoming you to January, considering that today is the 21st of January. Basically, we ended 2016 and I just completely forgot about writing a journal. This is my twelfth journal, meaning that I actually completed one whole year of journaling monthly. Woo Hoo.
So how did my December go? Business wise, not much action, but I did successfully make a plan for 2016. I read a quote somewhere that said (I’m paraphrasing) that if your dreams don’t scare you, then they are not big enough. My December consisted of me being very afraid about the things I was writing down to do. Not because I did not want to do them, but because I was (still am) afraid of failing.
Ada Verastic also turned two months in December (and she turned three months yesterday). She got her two month shots (three in one day. Kai, those people are wicked!) and she got her ears pierced, so she’s a total diva now. In the month of December, I struggled to create a balance in my life between work and home. I don’t know if moms figure this thing out eventually or if it never happens, but for me, figuring out how to work and be a mom is still a struggle. Just to be clear, the work I’m talking about is Verastic, not a 9-5 job.
Igwe works outside the home, while I work at home in addition to being a mom. I never know how my day will go. Will this be the day that Ada Verastic sleeps during the day, or will this be the day that she decides to test how long she can really stay awake for? I only get work done when she’s asleep. Most days, I have a to-do list that I’m working on crossing off, and if by the time I go to bed, most of the items on my list are still not crossed out, I become disappointed in myself, and I replay my entire day, trying to figure out when I misused my time. I hope to get better and better at working more efficiently, accomplishing more in less time.
But speaking about Ada Verastic’s sleep patterns, she now sleeps through the night. She started doing this after she turned about a month and half. The trick? Sleeping in bed with me. In her crib, she will wake up every couple of hours at night, but next to me, she will sleep unbothered till morning. So, Igwe has been kicked to the guest room, while Ada Verastic occupies his space, although she’s so tiny in the big bed that you don’t notice she’s there without using a magnifying glass.
In December, I created my vision board for 2016 and prayed to God for divine favor. I did not go to church on New Year’s Eve, nor did I travel anywhere. When I used to attend a Nigerian church, New Year’s Eve always had the most attendance because people had to come in for their fresh yearly blessing before going out into the world to become a terror to someone’s life. Ha!
Generally, the month of December was a month of rest for me. So much had happened prior, so I just needed a break, and I got it. I did, however, have Nigeria on my mind a lot. I think it was worse because a bunch of people were home celebrating Christmas and eating suya, and I was sad because there was no suya for me. I miss suya. Northern suya, especially.
How was your December?
Awww bless, well done on doing so much even after having a baby! I will say though that you shouldn’t feel disappointed even if you don’t achieve everything you set out for the day! These kids have a mind of their own and their own agenda so it’s not your fault, lol! Have fun with your balancing act and I’m sure it’ll get easier in time! x
I’m here to comment on your last post “when Nigerians say they can’t live in Nigeria ” I couldn’t leave this comment there. It’s obvious the most people that commented are guilty of doing what your post condemned. I love that post and kudos for speaking out. If Nigeria is that bad (I know it’s not an easy place to live in oh), why are people relocating to Nigeria on a daily basis and doing better than they were when they were living abroad? As for those that claim they are Americans and their parents Nigerians lol Na them sabi.