Tuesday, 25 December 2012
Saturday, 17 November 2012
How are you doing? Great I hope!
I'm still on my soul searching break, but just wanted to swing by and invite you to join me on Facebook and Instagram!
I'm currently addicted to Instagram!!! Are you? Lol.
Feel free to join my obsession. Lol.
Facebook: Buki Blogs (Need to come up with a better name. Any ideas anyone? I'm so crap with making up names. Smh).
See you there!
See you here again soon...
Sunday, 30 September 2012
I'm sorry I've been away for so long. It wasn't planned. However, I do now plan to be away for a little bit longer. I'm currently doing some soul searching. I'll still be around from time to time, but I won't be posting much, if at all over the next few months. Hopefully I'll be back to blogging in the new year.
Thanks to Unveilinggold, Toinlicious, and MsTizzle for your comments on my last post. Didn't mean to be away for so long. Be back as soon as I can.
Thanks everyone for continuing to follow my blog. Really appreciate you all.
I'll be back!
Saturday, 4 August 2012
Longest time. Hope you're all doing good. I've been busy enjoying as much of the good weather (as and when possible), the Olympics, and de-cluttering my home over the last few weeks (6 full sacks sent to charity, not even counting the pieces of furniture I've put out too). Your girl has been seriously downsizing. And I'm loving it!
Now to title of this post. My very first guest post. I was approached by this lovely lady, I went on to her blog and I just had to share her story. She's an inspiration! Please read her story and check out her blog - www.mesothelioma.com.
Having a baby is one of the most remarkable moments in a mother's life. For me, pregnancy was smooth and everything leading up to the day was very easy. On August 4, 2005, the big day arrived. My daughter, Lily, was born with all ten fingers and toes via emergency C-section. Just like at every other monumental moment in my life, my loved ones were there to surround my husband and I. Everything was just as it should be at such a time.
My wish was to stay at home with Lily, but responsibility called and I went back to work. She was roughly a month old at the time and I was feeling run down. I figured it was post pregnancy fatigue. However, as I got back into my work schedule, I was out of breath, tired and lacking energy. I knew this was not just a case of being tired after having a child, so I called my doctor. I went in for a visit and had a few tests that proved I was right.
I was not just sick. I was very sick. On November 21, 2005, I found out that I had malignant pleuralmesothelioma. Lily was not even four months old yet and her mom had cancer. I did not know it then, but I had been exposed to asbestos 30 years earlier when I was just a kid. It had caused major problems in one of my lungs.
I was told that I would not live more than 15 months if I did not get treatment right away. This was not a choice. I had an infant and a wonderful husband at home. We were supposed to be going through a great time together. I could not imagine them having to go through it without me, so I had to defend myself, as well as my village. Because the mesothelioma was very bad, the treatment had to be severe and the best available.
My friends and family came to the rescue. My parents took Lily to their home in South Dakota where her mom had been raised. My husband and I went to Boston to get help from the best mesothelioma doctor we could find. His treatment was drastic. I had an extrapleural pneumenectomy on February 2, 2006. In other words, my left lung and the tissue around it were removed. I stayed in the hospital for 18 days after the surgery, recovered for another two months and then went on to the next phase-- radiation and chemotherapy.
I started the process with a lovely support system from people around me, as I went through recovery, it got bigger. In Boston, there were people going through what we were going through. They became our friends and our support. In South Dakota, Lily and my parents tacked on a few helpers of their own. Locals and people from my past stepped up to help my parents. I never thought we would all have to go through this. Being a mother is a full-time job and I had to rely on others to do it while I got better. I had to win so I could get back to the most important job of my life.
Today, I am cancer free, thanks to my lovely Lily and my friends and family. I could not have won my battle with cancer without them. Remember always to treat life as precious and to appreciate the people you love. You’ll never know when your life could depend on them.
Heather Von St James is a 43-year-old wife and mother. Upon her diagnosis of mesothelioma, she vowed to be a source of hope for other patients who found themselves with the same diagnosis. Now, over 6 years later, her story has been helping people all over the globe. She continues her advocacy and awareness work by blogging, speaking and sharing her message of hope and healing with others. Check out her story at the MesotheliomaCancer Alliance Blog.
Thursday, 21 June 2012
One of the funniest things was when we did the Pinata. It all started out as such a civilised event, but once that pinata was burst open it was a scramble. My brother and I initially tried to use our authoritative voices to call the children to order, after about 2 seconds of realising it wasn't going to happen, we jejelly moved ourselves out of harms way. I turned around only to find one of my friends on top of some of the kids joining in the scramble and grabbing as many sweets as she could. Smh. We couldn't believe it. It was such a funny sight.
The other highlight was when we played Dance Central on XBox. I was giving it large so my friend challenged me. She's a much better dancer than me. Thankfully, I beat her. Hahaha! Phew! Then Lil Man showed everyone what he gats! The room was silent. You see, my boy can come across as shy. He's a quiet and gentle person. But when he's doing something he loves, all that falls to the side. He danced his behind off. Everybody was just standing watching and saying, is that how he's going on? Lol. I just smiled.
|Left to right, top to bottom: My son and I, his birthday cake (courtesy of my sister - aunty Debs), My sister Kemi, lil man in his go-karting gear, cup cakes, lil man drinking J2O, my sister Debs, and yours truly.|
Sunday, 17 June 2012
It's Fathers Day over here in the UK. First I want to elevate the Father of ALL fathers! I Baba God! The Big G HIMSELF -JEHOVAH! Then I want to wish the one through whom I came a happy Fathers Day! Popsi, I love you! Then my wonderful Pastors for teaching how to be more like Him (God). Pastor "Rams", you're the man!
I also want to wish all the fathers, that are present and accounted for and for leading the way. You are so very much appreciated. My pastor preached about fatherhood today and one profound thing he said was that "every father is a teacher or an instructor, but not every teacher or instructor is a father". A teacher instructs, but a father gives guidance. He gives of himself. I commend all the fathers out there giving of themselves. You are appreciated!
And finally, to all the men still to father one day. May you be a father that gives. An example and a leader.
HAPPY FATHERS DAY ONE AND ALL!!!
Wednesday, 16 May 2012
Oh sweet nostalgia!
Sunday, 29 April 2012
Sunday, 8 April 2012
Wednesday, 4 April 2012
Tuesday, 3 April 2012
Friday, 23 March 2012
This injustice reminds me of that of the Stephen Lawrence story.
My heart goes out to his family. My prayers and thoughts are with them.