Life With My Boys: Before Jesus Comes…

Ikem re-enacting the Crucifixion… without the nails!

On Easter Monday, I was attending to a steaming pot of red tomato sauce in the kitchen. Ikem had helped me prepare the bell pepper and had been waiting for the stew to be ready so he can dig in. He came into the kitchen as I was rounding up and the conversation below ensued:

Ikem: Mummy, I’m hungry

Me: The Stew will soon be done

Ikem: When will it be done?

Me: Soon

Ikem: But that’s when Jesus is coming

Me: (Bursts out laughing) The Stew will be done before Jesus comes.
Hallelujah! Jesus is alive and he’s coming back for his people. Are you ready?

John 3:16: For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in him should not perish but have everlasting life.

Romans 10:9-10 (NLT) If you openly declare that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.

You can make Jesus Christ the Lord of your life by praying the Prayer below:

“O Lord God,  I believe with all  my heart in Jesus Christ, Son of the living God. I believe He died for me and God raised Him from the dead. I believe  He’s alive today. I confess  with my mouth that Jesus  Christ is  the Lord of my life from this day. Through  Him and in His Name, I have eternal life; I’m born again. Thank you Lord, for saving my soul! I’m now a child of God. Hallelujah!”

Congratulations! You’re now a child of God.

For more information on what to do, please send me an e-mail at

Prayer from Rhapsody of Realities Teevo


Life With My Boys: My Baby is Not For Sale

I have a account, it’s where I sell things I don’t need that are still in very good condition or maybe stuff I got brand new but changed my mind about.

On this particular day, I was nursing Okem and trying to multi-task by uploading stuff on my page. Usually, he would throw his arms around and when he did it this day, it hit the screen of my tab just when I was about to upload a picture and next thing, I looked at my tab and it was this picture of him that he had selected and it was about to upload.

It really made me laugh, as in how come it was his picture at this time from a random hand throw? I got a screenshot and decided to preserve it for him to see before quickly deleting it mbok! LOL. He is sooo not for sale.

#babynotforsale #notojijing

Help!!!!! I’m a Ghost…

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

I laugh in a deep cracking baritone, slowly drawing the syllable of each ‘Ho!’

My hands are raised and my wrists are drooping with my fingers extended. My body is drapped in white and every inch of my brown face is covered with white powder. Scary enough?

‘Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!’ I scream in an increasing innuendo…

Okay! Back to reality.

I’m a Ghostwriter.

Not that kind of fake ghost shown in cartoons. LOL

A Ghostwriter is someone who helps you write your article or book and gets paid for doing it. In order words, if you have a book idea but not the time to write it, you could share your thoughts with me, I write the book on your behalf and it get’s published with your name.

Scary right? Absolutely not.

So it’s time to live your dream of publishing those book titles and telling your stories.

Send an e-mail to or simply comment below so we get started.

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

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Life With My Boys: Meet Boy 2

Ehee! Mama boys!”

Hey! Two boys?!!!”

“Wow! You are managing three men now!”

And many other comments that have poured in since we had Okem our second son. So there you go, Ikem now has a brother. Glory to God!

I had to tell Ikem at about 3months that a baby was growing in my tummy as that was the only way I could stop him from trying to jump on me, I silently hoped that he would ‘forget’ to announce the news to people.

Well, they had an open day in his school shortly afterwards and as I sat in his class with his teachers, classmates and another parent , he went like:

Ikem: Mummy, is a baby growing in your tummy?

Me: Shhhh!!!

Ikem: (In a louder voice and addressing one of his teachers) Miss Blessing a baby is growing in my Mummy’s tummy!


After the lovely surprise baby shower organised by my darling sisters and friends which Ikem refers to as his baby’s birthday, Ikem stopped me and said;

‘Mummy, who permitted Aunty Chioma to celebrate my baby’s birthday?’

Of course I didn’t have an answer. Which kain question be that?

One evening, after baby Okem and I came home from the hospital, he belched after a feeding session and Ikem seeming a bit unsure said in a quiet voice:

“Mummy, baby belched, he should say excuse me, no?

I really couldn’t hold the laughter as I explained to him what he must have already figured out; baby cannot talk at least for now.


Okem is 7 months and counting, his full name- Okemdinma means I have a goodly heritage.  They are both getting along pretty well though Okem has his own unique personality.

Welcoming baby Okemdinma to The Storytela. 🎉🎉🎉🎊🎊🎊🎆




Life With My Boy: Time No Be Money o! 

Ikem's Old School Costume

Growing up, we heard the famous lyrics of the song: 
Time na money o! Time na money. 

In plain English, Time is money. 

Well, for my four year old, Time is whatever and whenever he wants it to be. 

Anything that took place between yesterday and when he was born is referred to as having happened yesterday. So consider this classic: 

Ikem: Mummy, yesterday, we went to the Jungle and we see Monkeys jumping jumping from one tree to the other…

Me: (Surprised and thinking real hard) Yesterday??? But we were home yesterday. ..

That was when it hit me, we had gone to the ‘Jungle‘ in December (our trip to NCF). LOL. Having understood, it helps me explain to people when he says something like ‘yesterday when I was a baby…’ stuff like that. 

I thought we were just battling with the past until the future came up. Here’s another classic:

Ikem: Mummy when are we going to Shoprite? 

Me: Tomorrow

Ikem: Is this tomorrow? 

Me: (LOLING) No this is today, tomorrow is the day after today. 

Ikem: Aha! Yesterday, we went to Shoprite and I ride a horse and ….

Phew! This was something that happened earlier in the year, I just sat listening and nodding my head.

Well, if you say time is money, try explaining that to a four year old.