So the first week of school was exciting and overwhelming yet I was really happy to be out in the real world again doing something that did not involve boogers, diapers or baby poop! I was living in my utopia until everything came crashing down. I am ten weeks into school and I am sleep deprived, emaciated (which actually rocks because I have finally lost my baby weight…Ha!), and of course exhausted. What was I thinking?! Pursuing a Ph.D. with a husband, two babies and ship load of responsibilities to accomplish? However, whether I like it or not, the show must go on!! God has blessed me with a challenging career and I intend to fulfill my divine destiny! So my journey begins….
"…what was I thinking?! Pursuing a Ph.D. with a husband, two babies and ship load of responsibilities to accomplish? However, whether I like it or not, the show must go on…"
I start my day by teaching fifty brilliant, challenging and yet respectful students. This is the most exciting part of my day because I learn a lot from my students and it feels great to motivate and challenge young minds. Plus, I have always wanted to teach, so I love this experience. After teaching, I attend four interesting classes that provoke my thoughts in theories and rhetoric. By the time I am done with school and I get home, I am drained and I literally pass out on the sofa. This excessive fatigue has caused my love life to go down the drain too. Ikechukwu and I have different schedules and we barely see each other before bedtime. My poor Ikechukwu- I could not torture him anymore because of my busy life and I knew I had to make it up to him somehow. So one faithful day, my professor let us out of class early. I was super excited because I was going home to surprise Ikechukwu and more importantly, I was aching to rekindle our love affair.
So picture me speeding on the highway and praying the cops would not pull me over and give me a ticket- thank goodness that did not happen…whew!! I got home excited to the bone; but as I busted in the door, to my surprise what did I see? ... Ikechukwu was passed out on the living room floor with our children Kene and Kachi playing wrestle-mania on his chest to see who could stick the most cheese balls up his nose…Haha! My dear beau was snoring away like the heavens were coming down and he did not even realize that the kids were about to land him in the emergency room!! I wanted to cry out of frustration but after seeing how tired and worn out Ikechukwu was, it suddenly became funny to me and with that scary yet hilarious episode, it was goodnight for everyone. All I could say to myself was, there goes another night of passion but hey, Life happens….
"…I want my old life back but it is too late so I have to deal with my new found exciting life…"
I want my old life back but it is too late so I have to deal with my new found exciting life. Besides, I will go crazy being a stay at home mom. Please do not judge me because not all of us mothers can survive the stay at home lifestyle; but of course, I am only speaking for me, myself and I. In my opinion, staying five years at home with my lovely family was just perfect for me. Unless of course, I get pregnant again…hmmm! I will not lie; the thought has crossed my mind but let us leave that topic for another day. Anyway, I am truly privileged to be part of this awesome doctoral program and I know I would not be here if the admitting committee did not think I could rise above the challenges. Besides, I love learning about new media communication but most importantly I am a "Naija Babe" and we always represent!! So I am putting my big girl panties on and I am saying…Bring it ON! As much as I may complain about my trials and tribulations, I still love living in this crazy life of mine. Thank you for reading my column and I hope I have put a smile on your faces today as you read this crazy funny memoir. Adiós mi gente….