This Impression

We were good 

Little outings

Little indoors 

And then we were not 

Somehow, somewhat 

It seems I have given an impression 

This Impression

That you need not wine or dine me 

That we are all good 

Without the wine, glam and clam

We are not good!

I may not demand 

Wine or fine dining

A lady needs to be feel cherished

Not become spring onions in gari 

Nobody cares whether it is there or not 

Woo me, wine me, dine me 

Like of old 

When love was new

And talk was abundant

When news came from you to me first! 

Not like now 

When the mind forget to share 

And actions say "you are not important to me"

New Mum- Birth Story 1

Not easy. My little one turned 11 months yesterday and recalling how not so long ago I held his not so tiny body in my arms can get a bit overwhelming. We have been through much as a family; the hubby and I.
I have decided to put down his birth story for him before  I forget.
You were in almost in your 42nd week before my membranes ruptured around 4am on 19th July (it was actually the mucus plug). I immediately woke up your Dad, who, as to be expected wanted me to quickly call Dr Omari and let him know. In my usual calm manner, I told him to be calm and i needed to take a bath first and get something to eat; to which he told me (i am smiling as i type this) there was no time to eat. So i took a shower because i did not want to cause any waves (though i knew that first child delivery usually takes awhile). I was not contracting yet and we called Dr. Omari as we left the house a few minutes to 5am. We finally got hold of him  after we crossed the traffic lights after the Dzorwulu rail-line. We got to Korle-Bu and I got a cervical examination to check for dilation and i had not dilated. I was not feeling any contractions either. The doctor who Dr. Omari had asked to see me while he was on his way was gong to let me go home to Mamprobi and come in later but apparently that was contrary to hospital rules. Dr. Omari then came in and asked in a joking manner what i had done for the doctor to breach hospital rules and ask me to go home instead of me staying for them to observe him. Later, i understood the other doctor's assessment that I may not be ready to go into labour that day and that was quite normal for first time mothers, which i understood .
It was almost noon and i had not eaten and was not feeling hungry even though i called your Auntie MaaT to bring some food and get a bucket and pile for me to use. Dr. Omari had then asked that i be inserted with a third of Cytotec; after two hours i was examined again and this time, the doctor deliberately the membranes and insert another piece of Cytotec. My mind to this day quickly skids on the memory of the pain during the artificial removal of the membranes and that was when your Dad decided to have the anesthesiologist come in.
As at 4pm i was only 4 cm dilated and when the third piece of Cytotec was inserted, we had lodged in the 6th Floor at the Maternity Ward in Korle-bu...

Life So Far; So Close

This post is long overdue and on the day my son turns eight months instead of laying on my bed and thinking of the various posts I could have written so far, I decided to get on with it and write.
Short version of what has happened in my life since my last post is I got my masters (second) degree in Information Systems and Change Management, started a Youtube channel about natural hair, got married and had a baby.
This post represents a turning point for this blog. It becomes a mama's blog now. Yes, you are welcome.

An Ode to Us: Blog Action Day

To those gone
To those here
To those yet to be

look back
just hope
make believe

dreariness
weariness
hopelessness
mere words
describing moments

those gone
those here
those yet to be
ask them
question us
caution yourself

if we'd known
we know
perceive

those gone
those here
those yet to be

DEAD, DYING, NEVER WERE
Regrets

Out of the Cobweb Cos of Blogcamp2014

Last night i sent a tweet to +Maame Aba Daisie about what to wear to BlogCamp2014. She responded by directing me to this post. It did not help much with specific suggestions so i had to come up with something or several things. They were:

No this dress is for church tomorrow.
So for breakfast, i chose soursop with moringa. Yummy

 I decided to try a new soap today. Nice

 I took my extension that had been packed up of seven years after my undergrad

In the end i looked like

I 'THOUGHTED'

Get over
Yours is not
Your talk of a getaway
An allure!

Brother please!
All you have to offer is not enough

I understand the appeal
The thrill of the hunt
With prey which announces its presence
Loud, independent, exuding strength
Oh, wouldn't you love to be the tamer of that
Be Caesar

I know 
You want to be
The one that
That makes me  vulnerable to the point of need
Need of nothing but you
Filled with want of you
Ravished by you
Powerless
Victim, lost

I want not
I need you not
Fill me not

Boy, you ain't encountered
My kind before

Money is shit
Yeah that's right
Your money is shit
Half-masked offers
Delusions of grandeur 
Adolescent attempts at flirting
Oh-so-obvious words of flattery

Get over boy!
We ain't in Circa 1500

A Post

So this should have been the post that ended the year 2013, however laziness got the better of me. If you know me then you know i do not make resolutions for the new year and if you do not, well, now you know.

This does not feel like a new year to me. It is just another day that have a date that reads 1st January 2014, however since this is a new year, new beginnings and all that i end this post with this; if you are a Christian, this year will be full of things that will shaken the foundations of your faith yet full of peace of heart (peace in your heart), strive to be a practical Christian because it is through your actions and deeds that people will see the light that is so dim in this world, be more open about your faith despite attempts to subsume your beliefs in what is called fairness and equality. This year, i feel, is a testing, a continuum of what is already happening. Pray harder than you have before (I need to take my own advice, i have been slacking in the prayer department). Try hard not to be consumed by activities that you find yourself involved in in your church; the Lord knows your help is needed there but your salvation also needs to be worked at with fear and trembling.


If you are not a Christian, maybe it is about time you start searching why you should be. Things are coming full circle and i am almost done with my MSc. courses (submit final assignments in February 2014) then my thesis. My year seems to be half filled; I have a wedding to coordinate/organise (a friends's).

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hApPy NeW YeAr, my ever patient followers and readers (not yet follow? maybe you should). Two followers that always standout in my mind when i come to blogspot; Seye and Didi, God bless you greatly.

The best of this year everyone.

Perpetual Frown

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'Child, get that frown off your face'
'Smile'
'Will you stop that incessant howling!'
Mama told me
Or grow
With a perpetual frown on your face
Your ringed neck straight

Mama, i am grown now
I have my ringed neck
Frown converted to serious face
Occasional scowl
In-between i laughed in abundance
Napped a boy or two
Turned heads
Broke hearts

I make you proud

* I have created a Youtube channel on natural hair care. Just search for tetekai on Youtube, view and comment on the two videos up now.

Walking Away

I am trying not to think

Think about the fact that I want to cry

Cry with no reason

I want to talk to you

Do not walk away 

Doesn't really matter

I will still talk when you walk away

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Tell you what

I sometimes get melancholic

Then I am all sad for sadness' seek

Sometimes it gets lonely

Hiding in bed

With my thoughts for company

I get bored too

Of everything

You walked away

Never got to hear that part

The part I say

I am never bored with you

I love you

And pray for you

Always

NOT OF ME

not to be

not of the ache of hollowness

bracing myself for impact

i serenade with my soul

strains of which are borne by the wind

not of me

the mindless pursuits of none ends

though it would be much easier

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not for me

to linger on as time passes

it changes

You do not

not of me to regret

and forget and ask

forgive, forgive, forgive

forget me not

Dearest One

Abide with me

Ghana Woman!

So two days after the International Women's Day (IWD), which I agree with my friends that it should be Global Women's Day or simply Women's Day, I write this post.
I just researched how the fight for women's rights started (read this which paraphrases what happened in America) I couldn't get any material on how equal rights for women in Ghana started, but over the period of time from what I have noticed governments in Ghana over the years have strived to be seen as working for the rights of women but through all this I wonder who is a Ghanaian Woman? When did our struggle for gender rights start? What have we done? Is the message of gender equality being driven by only literate women? What about the illiterate woman? Where are we now?

I don't know about you but I feel Ghanaian women have played dual roles in society. As a queenmother, she is the embodiment of a king yet she must decide who is king. As a mother, nurturing. So we might choose to dwell on the positives and ignore the negatives. The official theme for this year's IWD is "The Gender Agenda: Gaining Momentum"  and that for the United Nations is  "A promise is a promise: Time for action to end violence against women". With these themes all over the place, I will bring us back to the question we should have asked as women in Ghana a long time ago "Who is a Ghanaian Woman?" 

Forget Me Not

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Happy New Year peeps!. I know I am a month and several days late wishing y'all this but this is my first post this year contrary to the trizillion posts I had in mindl ok, make that a mere ten but I am here and I have missed blogging and I will miss it more because I am going to school; though it is distance learning, and I am travelling around my country and everywhere else work might take me. :)

So this is to say; I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOU and I WILL BE BACK TO BEAT THE PULP OUT OF YOU!. LOL.

STAY BLESSED, EVERYONE.

Dreams

Give me dreams
Big, hairy, audacious dreams
Stretching coast to coast
That is what I am good for
Dreams
Big, heady, colossal ones

Copy Restricted Images

Did you know you can copy restricted images? This post is inspired by www.flickr.com because they wouldn't allow me to copy an image I wasn't going to use for any commercial purpose. I just wanted to view it: a lot. :)

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Anyho, I discovered I could get the image without using any of the tricks this site suggested. All I had to do was:

1. Save that page containing the image.

2. Copy or Cut & Paste the saved site into a folder: What happens?

        - A folder gets created automatically for the saved page and that folder contains the image you want.

NB: This is not a lease to steal images; remember to attribute. I was using the browser Chrome and Window 7 operating system. I hope the operating system had nothing to do with it and it will work just the same for other browsers.

DM to You

Blessed to know you

Twice blessed to be with you

Thrice blessed you know God

Forever blessed I call you my own

Never take you for granted

Lead beside you

Fall behind with you

Hold each other limping

                                   Promise to uphold you

                              Cherish you

                                  Respect you

                              Enjoy you

                              Happy Day

Uit Amsterdam, Met Liefde

It's five past eleven here in Amsterdam. Just finished braiding my hair in order to look fly tomorrow for a concert i will be attending later on in the day and just before my good intention of writing a blog post doesn't materialise as has been happening, I decided to let you (my great and patient readers) know my whereabouts.

I am in Amsterdam (first line of post) :), in Damrak to be precise and have been here for almost ten days now. Will be home in GH in a short while (thank God; can't stand the smoke here; (reminder: post about this)). I have been neglecting many things in my life lately; God, scholarship application, my exercise routine (only because I am here), family, this blog. hmmmm
So, just before I drink my warm lemon juice, brush my teeth and skype the bf, this is for you blogsville. I have not forgotten you.

Silent Heart Prayer

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every moment of everyday

i thank God for you;

each time i think of you
whispered prayers soar;

you are the answer to the silent prayer of my soul

the manifestation of the writings in my heart;
the poetry not yet unfurled

you are the answer to silent prayer that speaks louder that uttered words

Keep Sane

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Don't want to lose yourself
Asking about the meaning behind letters
Messages behind strings of words
Events, emotions that stirred them up
It ain't about that
Just don't lose yourself

It's hard, I know, keeping sane
To be and loved
Without others' preferences
Be a canvas of someone's masterpiece?

It Took This Long

It took me twelve days into 2012 for me to post. Howdy, folks! and a HaPpy nEW yeAr to  you. I made no resolutions, same as in the year past.
I am thankful for so many things that happened in 2011; the bad and good, they built and strengthened me.

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Last week, I attended a meetup, organised by fellow blogger prettykay (quiet whisper: she is pretty. :)), for naturals (talking about hair). Got to Smoothy's about half past 7 in the evening (I was late but I have a good excuse; I was at my department's end of year party) just in time to join the break out session and missed the discussion on how to take care of your hair. Went with Sefa, my inspiration for going natural 2 years ago, who had had her hair done up in locs recently. prettykay gave me a pretty hair-clipper. I missed prettykay's twit about a smoothie for me when I get there and will have to check in on that offer since I did made it to the event. :) (what can I say? I love smoothies). It was a great meetup with lots of sharing, laughter and advice from professionals who know about natural hair. prettykay said she organised the meetup because she was bored and needed something to do. If the turnout and the success of the meetup was something to go by, then maybe I should be praying for more boring days ahead for her. LOL.

WHO I OUGHT TO BE

Think, strive to be

Whatever you want to be

I am told

You will be successful

You can make it

Just believe

You will be great

Think!

You are not so great

Not in your eyes

Not in the eyes of anyone

You are who you ought to be

Is that enough?

Mediocre

Is not you?

Maybe

Think

Deep down

You are meant to follow

Lead not