So many months later,twelve to be precise ,Sage officially turns ONE today. I am feeling all kinds of things as she turns one, am grateful for the far God has brought us,anxious to see who she will turn out to be more like as she grows,excited to see her personality and character becoming,somehow worried that i will miss the super cute milestones babies have especially in their very early months and a little nervous that am becoming an old parent considering i now have a five year old and a one year old ,hahahhaha.

It has been a really beautiful experience with Sage for the past one year,she has done really well with all her milestones except growing teeth ,hahhaha,my baby turns one year without a single tooth in her mouth and its just hilarious and cute.She loves people,has no stranger-danger,loves sponge bob and sings the cutest “bab  bab bab spun ” ever, wants to copy and paste everything Sheyce does,loves to dance and make funny goofy faces,prefers her grandparents to me,plays sweet,calm and nice every time her dad is around,crawl runs and its hilarious to watch hahahha and she loves her food very much.

I pray that she grows up in God ,knowing Him and as one of His vessels, a respectful and respectable little human, well nurtured and with great values and morals, well cultured, super talented, Intelligent, well disciplined ,a girl with a big kind heart and full of humility and everything that God wants her to be. May God give us the wisdom,knowledge and guidance to raise these little humans into people that will add value into this world and propel great and positive change.

To celebrate her first birthday we had a simple birthday lunch with very close family and friends.I was going for a pineapple-y theme but the Nairobi stores i went to had nothing pineapple-y buuuut,it still turned out great.And here are some snippets of her first birthday.

Am so grateful for the little village that raises my kids with me especially my parents, Sages dad M, my siblings, my best friend Naph ,Sheyce for being the best big sister ever, our other close friends and family and more so for Gods never ending Grace.

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY SAGE-Y …..We LOVE you so much and we look forward to celebrating many more with you. God Bless you little Smurf …

Thank you for always reading our posts and being our biggest cheerers..



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Cake by Njambi of Cake yard

Photography by Naphtali Foster

Of two little cute sisters…

I know they are as cute as a button but don’t be fooled ; the big one is so cunning its not even funny,she will use her little sister as a guinea pig any day, listening is a problem and we have to reason out every No i say and not to forget that she always tells me she will tell my mom whenever i don’t do something i was asked to do ( imagine being constantly told by a tiny person who reaches your waistline ,”I will tell your mom you dint check my homework,or I will tell your mom you did not even read me a book ” ,that’s Sheyce for you right now.

Then the small one,has a poker face, girl stares at you without any facial expression,you can barely tell what she wants or what she is at least thinking about and she doesn’t just give her smile to everyone. She is a little Tsunami, you put her down on the carpet and everything in close range will be everywhere in a matter of seconds,she also poops very lethal ones you dread diaper change and she is now bullying her big sister and wanting everything Sheyce has so its a constant war zone in my house.

They love each other and really love spending time together but they are always making each other cry every 20minutes and it can get really annoying especially when am trying to beat around a timeline on something.Neither of them understand the art of talking using your inner voices,no screaming for no reason,sharing is caring,one is a baby and the other is a toddler,you don’t have to have what the other one has,there is something mommy values called peace and sanity,fake crying is the most annoying thing ever and mommy appreciates at least 5 minutes of her name not being called.

Sage recently clocked 8 months ,she is trying to stand,crawl ,make steps ,run in her walker and maybe almost teething.She is more demanding now and am always worried about her safety,she will turn unexpectedly,stand and drop herself without any warning,reach out for anything and everything way too fast,put everything in her mouth,insist on being placed on dangerous places and easily forget she needs help to move from point A to B.She is just a cute little person as much as she a little tsunami and maybe some workout too.I love that one can leave Sage with anyone and anywhere so long as there is food and a place to sleep once she exhausted. She rarely cries and refuses to recognize a stranger.

Sheyce on the other hand,has been feeling like she is grown enough to help Sage out of her playpen without letting mommy know,feed Sage her food or share tiny Lego with her as much as she understands Sage can choke on some of this things,she believes her sister is not dumb to try and swallow a tiny Lego but i would rather not let Sheyce find out how dumb or smart Sage is. She sits Sage quite well and gladly assists her do a couple of things but they just cannot be trusted for too long.

I enjoy raising the little cute sisters and i love how they have one of the cutest and most genuine friendship ever. As much as they drive me nuts sometimes,i would still choose this in another life,its a beautiful Blessing, a beautiful kind of love and all kinds of colorful in my life.

Love & Light,


The GIFT of LOVE …

From a better place of having healed,matured ,grown ,found my happy place,rediscovered myself,found some of my bearings,accepted that my plans and Gods plans may differ every now and then,owned my story,embraced and adapted to changes,forgiven and owned my mistakes and more so having experienced Grace like a flood from God, i do want to share this part of my story. Some of you know it ,others came onboard when it became a past while others have an idea of it from what i shared a couple of years back on my social media platforms.

For two years it was blissful ,most days i was in awe of how thoughtful and amazing he was, everyone who knew us then thought we made the cutest and coolest couple in campus and maybe we did. I first saw him on a Tuesday evening at around 5pm after getting to Thika from my violin class at the Kenya conservatoire ,on one hand i had my heavy violin and on the other hand i was responding to a text when i felt someone hit me ( he was trying to squeeze himself out of a tiny door instead of just saying excuse me ,hahahha, how rude ?! ) almost making my violin fall and all that came from him was a grin and a not so polite sorry.He claimed to not remember this very first encounter so let me go with the one we all remember before we fast forward to Sheyce.

It was on a Friday morning and my 7am class had bounced so i was walking back home in snail speed trying to think of how i was going to maximize on that long weekend and he passed me twice on the road so the third time he decided to say Hi which was a whole one hour long,but the one hour bore a movie date and a series of hang outs doing things that i loved like endless hours of watching stars and listening to music as we gazed into the skies and occasionally admiring the beautiful view of Thika town by night.  A few months of platonic friendship went by so fast and one night after a cook out with our friends ,he went like ; soooo,i like you and i wanna try this relationship thing out,but with you,what do you think ? hahaha,i know how it sounds but he said something like that and because it was a mutual feeling , i said Yes ,we can do this and he gave me one of his many bangles on his wrist to mark the beginning of that young love.

Dating was fun,and mostly had highs than lows. The love felt right,seemed right and we had a whole future planned out.We loved hosting,cook outs and night outs with our friends, if we were not having a packet of smokies with ketchup on a late afternoon after classes then we were watching a movie or out on a long drive or even short nature trails. Two years into dating,meeting families and getting more serious with our relationship,we found out i was preggers and everything changed.

I have never understood why men are so scared of a girl being pregnant and why its them that go through the most stressing and worrying than the girl yet she is the one who will go through everything that a pregnancy brings forth ;from morning sickness to the fatigue, giving birth,PTSD and not to forget the walk of shame for 9months.But come to think of it, men and women process things very differently so maybe that’s why they act the way they do. Finding out i was preggers and adamantly making the decision to keep the baby was the beginning of a struggling ,emotionally draining,financially straining,blame throwing, word throwing,unhappy and toxic relationship. We both played a part in how toxic it got and none of us wanted to let go,so we kept on trying to make it work and overlooking how toxic our relationship had become.

During one of our bluff breaks ups, i chose a name for Sheyce, the name ORIANNA which means something golden ,a gem ,very special because that’s what she was and still is. I still named her ORIANNA but it only gets used in school and at the hospital because most people cannot pronounce the name Sheyce leave alone gather the courage to try and read it out loud. At 8months, we made up and he was now warming up to the idea of being a dad and together we created the name SHEYCE which was picked out from our names ;The short form for GACERU is SHEru and my other name is joYCE and because she was from a place of a beautiful young love,we said that we would tell her ,her name means YOUNG LOVE.

For me Sheyce is a beautiful Gift of Love, it may no longer be there but when it was ,this is what it GIFTED me. At some point i wanted to forget that it ever existed and even made me happy and gave me beautiful memories but today ,am grateful for when it was,what it was and what came from it. It was not the best i have had yet,not the happiest yet,not the most beautiful yet,not the most perfect yet,not the healthiest kind of love yet and not my dream kind of love yet but from it i learnt how to Love when i can,how to forgive and see past flaws and imperfections of others,how its important to leave something when you need to and not when you have to,how to let go and accept the outcome of your decisions and choices,how to give chances and see good in circumstances and situations,how important it is to not lean on my own understanding and instead Trust in God,how Gods’ grace is unmerited and undeserved and unearned and is for us all ,how to not hold onto what has been done to us ,how to reinvent oneself ,i could go on and on but i know you get it.

I love Sage as much as i love Sheyce but today i thought of sharing about Sheyce because her name goes with the theme of this month. Sage’s story is special on its own,its too recent and present to be told yet.

We all have different tales about love and the many kinds of love we have experienced and some are beautiful,others are ugly,others are goals and others are simple yet the most meaningful.LOVE is the greatest of all gifts and it should be everything that 1st Corinthians 13 says it should be.

Here we are ,a year later, smiling and a genuinely grateful heart as i share this.Its amazing how with time and with God things get better in a way you never thought they would. From my experience i learnt that Love is a beautiful thing when done right and with God,where there is love there shouldn’t be pain,tears,heartache,malice,abuse or lies,Love should bring out the very best in us,Love is not conditional or seasonal and God is Love.

HAPPY VALENTINES GUYS ,lets celebrate LOVE everyday and may the kind of LOVE you are experiencing be the BEAUTIFUL kind.

Love & Light,


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Photography: Naphtali Foster

Hair: La pride salon



Show Up ….

“Two thousand bob is all i have,the car is at quarter tank ,i cant be in Nairobi and not pick some cereals and pampers at carrefour, Sheyce will ask me to bring her some doughnuts,there is parking fee and i have to grab something to eat so there is no way i will make it to come ; am financially disabled.” Or i do not have anyone to watch the kids and the little one was sneezing all night so i plan to stay with them and observe how she will be as the day unfolds. These are some of the excuses i have given and failed to show up.

Most times we miss out on opportunities because we are scared of the unknown and we are not ready to step out of that safe zone or should we call it a comfort zone. I have come to learn that some of the opportunities that come our way may never come again,so once missed, that’s it ,its gone.

Sometimes not every opportunity is yours ,so am not saying you pounce on each and every one of them that comes your way. And not every opportunity will give you the exact growth or breakthrough you are looking for immediately ,it might create a platform for you to get to there or grow you into who you are needed to be before your dream position comes along or it could be a stepping stone so you have to also put in a lot of work even after you get it.

For that opportunity to be yours, you have to show up no matter what. I have had to learn that no matter how bad of a phase am in,in life ,things are still happening as they should be happening,not even time stops for you to get your act together ,it keeps going so i have learnt to stop making excuses and not being afraid to show up.Not every path is clear,some are very blurry and foggy but still , SHOW UP, you never know what door that will open and who doesn’t love people who show up?

And showing up has an interesting sense of achievement that comes with it no matter the outcome.

Thank you for all the feedback from my previous post and its so hard to pick out who gets our first ever giveaway but as i said,this is the first one of many. So for this one, i will pick Sue Ellen, i believe you are a very strong mama and that you are still a mom, please DM me on Instagram ,also Khaki and Winlet ,reach out to me and congratulations.

Do not forget to just SHOW UP …:-)

Bags; Denri Africa

Pictures; Naphtali Foster

Hair ; La pride salon

Love & Light,



Beautiful “Shame”…

Pregnant at 20, not exactly married but in a promising relationship,still in campus, no job and still a child according to a Kenyan parent. I wrap up my semester,move back home,carry my “shame” with shame as i stay out of sight from people and completely keep off social social media for awhile. I keep a few friends close,start getting excited and looking forward to a baby,baby comes and boom, life changes for the better,my optimistic self is back,i get super enthusiastic about life and start finding my bearings again,get back on social media and share my life as a young mommy with the hope to inspire and motivate other young moms who may be in the same journey as mine.

A few months into motherhood,the society starts to slowly warm up and i get to keep some of my old friendships but lose most of them,time to time i tag the baby to Church and some events and a year down the line she is no longer a “shame” but a beautiful blessing. In between life is beautiful,i go back to school, get contracted to do some online jobs,my relationship is more promising,i start a blog and share our domestic escapades,Sheyce is growing and glowing and it feels like am living my best life yet as a 20-something year old with a young family.

Sheyce turns three and life takes a different turn,a very unexpected turn just to say the least. My relationship is struggling and am giving up on it,Sheyce joins play school,i join an amazing Institution,the Mister is running a seemingly promising business but things are not as good or as blissful as they seem to be. I choose to stay positive and hopeful that everything will get better with time and in the process i meet amazing people and cultivate beautiful friendships that have been some of the best i have had yet up to date.

In my 24th year, Sheyce is 4years now and things have now moved from bad to worse. She is still growing beautifully and oblivious of what is going on,finally i let go of my struggling relationship in a not amicable way that leaves no chance for being cordial at least for the next couple of months,days i struggle with emotional instability or maybe a little depression which i would quickly snap out of but with amazing friends all around me, i was seemingly still doing alright and with my kind of personality it is very hard to see my struggles.So not many people are aware of what is going on in my personal life.

Just two months into winding up the year, we find out Sheyce is going to be a big sister and there i was again with a beautiful “shame” to behold. Not in a relationship this time,working in an institution that upholds Christian values,in the same society that sees “shame” in out of wedlock pregnancies, in my mothers house,with a four year old daughter already,in school struggling to finish that overdue bachelors, trying to chase dreams and achieve goals,struggling with financial growth and independence,struggling with my spiritual awareness and growth and at the same time trying to find me and my innermost self.

This time though,am more aware of what am getting myself into and how blessed i am to be a second time mom; planned or unplanned,married or not, grown or not, shame or not,am proud of myself for choosing life and for the new blessing in our lives.

Today, 5 yrs 6 months later,am a proud 25year old mom of two beautiful blessings that make life have more meaning and purpose. The society may view my experiences as shameful ,and maybe it depends on where you come from but its a beautiful kind of shame. It is the kind of shame that makes your journey more beautiful,the kind that God’s grace,favor and faithfulness is seen in ,the kind that you get to mold and nurture and watch growth that makes you very proud,the kind that makes you look forward to tomorrow and work harder than ever before,the kind that teaches you about unconditional love,patience and other fruits of the spirit,the kind that adds another title to the Miss,Mr,Mrs,Eng.,Dr and the kind that makes every experience in the journey worth it.

Am not advocating for children out of wedlock or telling the young girls and boys to go ahead and INDULGE in extra co-curricular activities and see no wrong in it. Sometimes the choices and decisions we make get us in situations we had never thought of and its only because of Gods grace we are able to pull through and embrace the changes that are brought forth by our choices,actions and decisions so learn from others. If you can,do things the right way,go to school, get a job and grow your career,meet a good partner and WAIT until you get married then have babies but if you are already here like me,with your beautiful “shame” ,OWN it, do better now that you know better and fully embrace the changes. Love your beautiful “shame” and don’t be ashamed of it. Also remember that you have to work extra hard than your peers and sometimes,chances can run out, so be wiser now and don’t find yourself in the same predicament overtime.

Sending Love & Light to you guys…

Love & Joy ,


One word…

Is it even possible to use just one word to describe someone ?,especially one with a strong personality,is full of character and is quite talented ? .

This is Sheyce’s 5th birthday week,she has been excited about it since early this year and as the date nears,she has all this ideas about the day and how she wants it to look like and am a bit confused because she wants a little of everything in one day. So i asked her to describe what she wants in one word;you know,does she want a fun party,themed party,crazy party,simple party? and she couldn’t settle for one;then i realized its quite hard to actually describe something using just one word.

As young as she is, i cant find a word to describe her, she is smart,very goofy,loves arts,has an interest in gymnastics(does the most dangerous stunts that leave us cringing),archery(a story for another day) and soccer ball(she calls football that),enjoys picking her own outfits and doing photo shoots which she mostly initiates and gladly directs and we all agree she is a natural ,an avid bookworm,interested in instruments and music recitals and orchestras,strikes very witty and engaging conversations that leave you questioning her age,enjoys helping out in house chores especially in the kitchen and i could go on and on about Sheyce,but you can already see why it is hard to use one word to describe her or even herself to describe the kind of party she wants for her birthday because of her diverse interests.

One word is something we have commonly been told to use especially to describe a person,a feeling ,an emotion ,an event and sometimes it can be accurate but most times it covers just a third of the feeling ,opinion or emotion about something or someone. Yes the one word saves times and tries to bring every little thing together to make it one but sometimes we  need to give some things the time they deserve.

So i wont try and find just one word to describe this little person or even describe how much she has grown in that one year using one word.She is every little and big beautiful thing and no one word would describe her perfect. But i would love to hear the one word you would use to describe Sheyce from the much or little i have shared about her…. 🙂

I will share a blog post every day this week because its a special week to us.

Have a blessed week ahead…

Pictures by Naphtali Foster

Love & Joy



The Bloom

Just like a flower blooms as it grows ,so does a person.

Most days i open the blog with all my words already figured out and ready to be typed away but once am halfway,that little voice in my head tells me ,”you know what,why not wait a little longer ?maybe its a little too soon to share? or how does it even inspire anyone or motivate anyone? Don’t you think you are getting a little too sentimental now? “,and i end up deleting,renaming the post and sharing what feels safer to share.

You see,i have been sharing Sheyce’s adventures and tales with you guys since she was a few months old on my social media platforms and i have loved writing and sharing my thoughts since i can remember but sometimes the little voice in my head wins and i end up not doing what the heart wants.

I had taken Sheyce off social media for various reasons but most of them were due to my own fears and insecurities and for awhile i may have not noticed Sheyce was in a bloom season; I knew she was blooming into this amazing little lady that i felt like i had not really interacted with until the other day when i asked her if she would like us to do a photo shoot and use her pictures to rekindle her presence on the blog and she was for idea.

She was very excited about the shoot ,she helped put together the outfits and once on shoot location she brought out her A game and we couldn’t help but wonder and marvel at how she bloomed into this gorgeous little lady amidst all the changes she underwent this year. Am proud of her,i see so much potential and talent in her and i cannot wait to see her bloom into all the amazing things God has placed in her.

Lets see the little lady bloom together ..:)

Thank you for your continued support,for always cheering us on and stopping by to read our posts.

Amazing pictures by Naphtali Foster .

Love & Joy …..

I love being a MOM…

When I was growing up, my Sunday school teacher was a doctor, Dr.Theuri, and for some reason I really admired what he did, so I decided that when am old enough, I will be just like him, a doctor and because I knew he worked with kids, pediatrician it was. I would spend most of my Sunday afternoons after Church at Bethany kids where he worked, and with my childhood best friend, Lyn, we would play with the kids and keenly observe Dr theuri check in on some of his patients. During our Bethany kids rounds i got to really love kids that after joining high school I would volunteer to teach little kids at the vocational bible study in Church.

Later high school would happen and as fate would have it, pediatrics was never going to happen considering neither sciences nor math liked me as much as I tried to like them and a bookworm was one more thing I was not and probably not going to be later in life. I was quick to accept my fate and went for my other love which was journalism. Being in a journalism club, going to almost all funkies as the reporter and being the one to write and read most weekly reports at the assembly grew my love for journalism, one that I did not know I had. Being in this club was one of my high school highlights and with me being an extrovert, it made me a little popular ( okay, maybe not just a little popular ) and it was quite obvious that I would make one of the top journalists in Kenya in the future (Can somebody type an Amen,hahaha).

Somewhere in all this I played the violin and I was convinced I wanted to be a violinist for the rest of the days,I was in one of the best music schools in Kenya,The Kenya conservatoire of music and my teacher, Miss Marta Lizak was one of the best violinists from Poland and then there was Mr Atigala  who saw all the potential in me and would really cheer me on during those conservatoire recitals ,God Bless your beautiful heart wherever you are. Unfortunately or fortunately life happened, I joined university, a little more of life happened ,my 18 year old self was curious about life and I wasn’t going to find  out so much about it In reading music, playing an instrument many had not heard of and definitely not In one of those recitals or concerts conservatoire always had going on. I put my violinist dreams on pause and chased my journalism dreams for a while as I explored the party scene.

As I chased my journalism dreams, I got amazing opportunities to experience the journalist world and I came to a realization that it was not as I had envisioned it and I was not ready for it. I slowed down on chasing dreams and explored the party scene which was all sorts of fun and crazy while it lasted but it’s also one of the things I would probably change if given the chance. None the less valuable life lessons and experiences came with that particular phase of my life.

As I was just winding up on the party life and trying to get into media, the least expected thing happened; I was expectant with Sheyce and it was one of the scariest and what felt like an eternity moment of my life. The better part of my pregnancy I was unhappy and in doubt if I really wanted to be a mom at that age but thank God my two friends,Njambi and Abby kept on reassuring me that it was  going to be okay and it sure did get better. Sheyce was born on the 12th of December 2013 and something changed, a lot actually changed and it’s like my purpose in life had been redefined.

Sheyce has been an interesting child to raise since the first day, there was a lot of guess work with her and countless trial and errors but thanks to her, am a better mom now and I wouldn’t trade motherhood for anything. Sage is here now and at least with her i know quite a lot about taking care of a baby.Being a mom is the only thing am sure I will not change, get bored of, put on pause, give up on or even rethink as I did with my career choices and other interests in life.

Am proud I went through all the odds to have my two girls, I was brave enough to choose life for them when I had other options and am determined to nurture them into the  very best versions of who God wants them to be.

Sometimes life can surprise us, never would I have envisioned myself as a mom of two at 25 and more so not married and not at the very climax of my career (whichever it would have been, a pediatrician, violinist or journalist). But I would not change my story because it has more meaning and purpose now. Through motherhood I find the motivation to do better, work harder, aim higher and want more in and out of life than I ever would have. I feel the need to be more intentional and deliberate in everything I do.

I won’t lie and say it’s all perfect and blissful as social media makes it look, it gets tough sometimes and quite challenging especially when one of my lil ones is having a lot of adjusting to do. It’s not been the easiest transitioning for sheyce and as a mom it may be tough to see her little heart get hurt and her emotions strained but it’s also a joy when I’m able to step in as both mom and dad  and make sure she doesn’t feel the void and doesn’t lack anything. She is so little to go through all the changes she has in the past couple of months but I believe everything is now settling in and hey,we all do what’s best for our kids and when they are old enough, they will understand why everything happened the way it did.

So guys, life doesn’t always happen the way we want it and we can’t beat ourselves up about it, we just have to find our bearings again when we are thrown off balance. Am still finding my bearings in other aspects of my life but for now, I want to focus on raising my little people, growing my career and financial stability as well as the relationships that really matter to me and my girls.

I love being a MOM… It’s the best job.

Thank you for stopping by.

Love & Joy

Embracing The Bump !!

I do not know about other young preggers mommies but for me it has always taken a while to embrace the bump. Do not get me wrong,being pregnant is such a beautiful thing and is even believed to make a woman look more attractive but sometimes it comes with a lot of uncomfortable stares and glares.

Thankfully both my bumps got to show way later in my pregnancy and as much as am not the kind to give a hoot what others think of me,it takes me awhile to walk around flaunting a baby bump but i eventually embraced it.

In my first pregnancy i was only 20years and i honestly do not remember much about the experience because i wasn’t keen to know much or even that excited to be in that state but hey,i was blessed with one of the cutest little smurf and i couldn’t be more grateful. This time round, i was excited from the minute i found out i was expecting,a little nervous and anxious yes,which is normal but i was quite excited and couldn’t wait to embark on the journey.Given the circumstances i was scared of what the society would say as my bump grew and no husband in sight,hahahahaha ,but i had one of the most amazing support system around me that having to explain my situation to people that did not even matter was the least of my/our worries.

The first pregnancy was not documented as much especially in form of pictures,the time literally flew and before i knew it i had a baby.Lets just say i was young,naive and knew nothing about anything anymore,or at-least it felt like it.This time though,at age 25,i went for my first clinic at 8weeks,started planning ahead as soon as i found out i was expecting and i made sure that i was very informed during the whole process and even made sure to document most of the journey especially the bump and thankfully my best friend takes the most beautiful and candid images of me/us.

I can proudly say that i fully embraced my bump and loved everything about it,it was perfectly rounded and gave me such a beautiful glow. Maybe the society exchanged a few whispers behind my back ,but all that counted and still counts is that i have experienced God’s amazing Love and Grace,had my immediate family’s unconditional love and support,got great support from the surgeon boy who thinks am nothing like anyone he has ever met but looks forward to seeing what our baby will be like( i think i may have just opened another box but hey,this is my story,this is my testimony,this is my journey,it shall unfold as i grow) and got some of the most amazing God sent friends who walked with me,did not judge me and stuck by me through it all.

I think this is already too long of a post and too deep and honest compared to my usual short and right to the point posts but its one of those days i feel that one needs to be true,bare and honest about their journey as much as others have already concluded your story as per your social media content. Life is good,life is unfair,life is a gift and life is what you make it. Life is defined differently by everyone depending on what it has thrown at you,how it has treated you and the kind of seasons if keeps taking you into but what i have come to realize is that no matter what life is to me at whatever particular time,so long as God is in it,its a constant GIFT that i should be grateful for.

So dear ones,embrace whatever you have going on,adapt to the new changes,surround yourself with a lot of positivity and do not hide your scars. We are all going to make mistakes( sometimes very beautiful ones) in this life but whatever lessons you take from those mistakes and the growth that follows is all that counts.

I hope you love the amazingly beautiful bump shots by Naphtali Foster at the Tigoni tea farm in Limuru.

Leave a comment and tell me how you have embraced your “bump” or changes in life …

Thank you for stopping by…

Love & Joy..

The Big Sister Hack Tool Box !!

I have been told so many times that kids tend to feel a little left out whenever there is a new baby coming and i was worried about my Sheyce who is used to getting the undivided attention of every grown up around her so i went ahead and created a hacking tool box to help her feel like she is also a part of this new journey.

If you follow us on social media then you know that she is a little reader,she only knows how to read keywords;that’s egg,ebb,if,it etc which means you have to read the story books to her which she really loves.Once you read her the story,she interprets it into her own little understanding and tells it to you or her friends and will rarely forget. During her free time she prefers to draw,paint,color or write people little cute colorful notes and hand them to them.

So for her hacking tool box as a big sister,Naphtali and i got her books that she can share with her little sibling,a few colorful pens and a little baby that came with a little toy car-seat so she can play mommy too when mommy is being mommy to the new addition.

So far She seems to be adjusting just fine without any signs of feeling left out. I keep her very updated on whatever changes that are taking place and am amazed & impressed by her little understanding. Now that i feel Sheyce is fully on board with the changes awaiting us,lets see how she will do as a big sister and if at some point she will be clingy or a little too emotional. I will share how the journey will be with both of them.

Leave us a comment and tell us how your older kids hacked with a new sibling and did not feel left out… 🙂

Photography by Naphtali Foster

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