Is Matching Outfits in Marriage Cheesy or Powerful?

I always knew we’d be that couple.

You know, the ones who match outfits, laugh at inside jokes, hold hands and show up at events like a walking love song. Literally. 😄 It has always been my dream. I knew I wanted to experience the love that’s very visible and vibrant. Soft and rugged. Deep and aligned. All that.

And guess what?

God gave me that…. and more.

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Kachi and I have been beautifully matching outfits from the day we agreed to be committed to each other and stay together forever. We match not just in clothes, but also in purpose, in passion, and in vibe. Ah, it’s the little things that make the biggest impact. I love love love it for me.

WWW—What We Wore to Church: Ankara Family Style

From solo slays to squad goals. Now see what the Lord has done!

Once upon a time, it was just me showcasing my Sunday outfits on the What I Wore blog series, finding moments after church service, and setting timers on my camera. Now? It’s the whole fam! A family of 5!

International Day of the Boy Child: Speaking Life Into Our Sons

Isn’t it funny how this is my very first post for International Day of the Boy Child? Just three months ago, I wouldn’t be bothered or have given it any thought. But today, as I am holding my son and nursing him, it suddenly means something to me.

Motherhood is truly a beautiful thing. What a life-transforming journey. 

When Boys Are Seen

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Today is International Day of the Boy Child and for the first time in my entire lifetime, it matters to me. Not just to celebrate, but to INTERCEDE.

I think about the boys I know — the ones I’ve dated, taught, coached, prayed with, worked with and watched grow.

And I wonder:

Who taught them how to feel? Who told them they are enough without proving it? Who fathered their hearts?

We celebrate girls (rightly so), we fight for women (we must), but what of the boy?

When will we begin to see him not just as a FUTURE MAN. FUTURE HUSBAND. FUTURE FATHER but as a soul in need of nurturing NOW?

Family of 5 loading... and I couldn’t be more ready!

It’s official! I’m now rounding the last two weeks (or shorter!) of my third pregnancy and everyone in my family is on “baby watch.” The final countdown has begun, and soon my tight-knit little family of four will expand.

Counting Down to a Family of 5

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I got an invite to be a guest at a forum, and I almost declined until Kachi reminded me that by then, I should have offloaded the package and be light enough to show up and dish out what I’ve got. Did you catch that?!  

Technically, we’re hoping the baby drops in two weeks or less!

Wow! 

It’s a whirlwind of emotions over here. Excitement. Anticipation. Gratitude. Anxiety. Love. Name it.

From a family of two to three, then four, and now five—it’s been an incredible journey of growth, laughter, and love.

One thing I’ve learned through this journey is that love doesn’t divide; it MULTIPLIES. With every child, our capacity to love has grown exponentially. And as we prepare to welcome this little one, I’m reminded that this is God’s perfect design—to expand our hearts and our lives in ways we never imagined possible.

Making the Most of the Last Days of Pregnancy

It’s the first week of the year, and I’m still pregnant. I honestly can’t believe Kachi and I miscalculated this thing again. Lol. We were hoping for a December baby, but the doctor wasn’t on board with inducing labor to avoid the risk of a premature delivery. And I guess God had his own plans and probably laughed at ours. Hahaha!

So here I am, still pregnant and soaking up every bit of these final moments.

Last Days of Pregnancy

First Sunday of the year

Seasons of life are as beautiful as the phrase itself. While this might be my last pregnancy, it’s also the completion of my family. I am giving my daughters their final sibling, and completing our gallery wall with no missing children. Thank You, Sweet Jesus!

So yes, my season of having pregnancy announcements, gender reveals, and late-night feedings may be coming to an end after this baby, but as my husband said, “When one season ends, another begins.” I still have a while left in this one, and what an amazing thing that is. So I am going to breathe and enjoy every second of it, even the uncomfortable parts. I’ll savor the moments of feeling a baby hiccup in my belly, and laugh at the fifth time in a row I get up and waddle-walk to the bathroom, because this season will not last forever as another one begins.

2025: Year of FIRE

This is officially my first blog post of the year, as every other published post you have read in the last few months (my third pregnancy journey series) was scheduled from the later end of last year. So, welcome to a brand new year!

I am practically basking in the euphoria of a new season, and it feels just right at this point.

Favour, Increase, Renewal and Exploits

First family picture of 2025. Cross Over Service.

Imagine me screaming “this girl is on fireeee!!!” at the top of my high-pitched voice right now. Would you block your eardrums? You better not. Haha! This post almost feels like I’m screaming the same thing at the moment.

I AM ON FIRE IN 2025.

I AM ON FIRE IN 2025.

I AM ON FIRE IN 2025.

Let me break it down for you. FIRE isn’t just a word; it’s an acronym for all that I’ve been spoken over the year by my Heavenly Father, my Spiritual Fathers, and the priest of my family. 

Here is what I’m stepping into:

When a Girl Mom is Having a Boy

Right from the beginning, I knew it was a boy. Nothing was different physically, but I could feel his wild spirit. One day I told my husband, “I feel like I became a lion to give birth to a lion” because at the time, I was deeply and widely studying various resources on what it means to be a Christian who is as bold as a lion (Proverbs 28:1). I just knew we were expecting a baby boy.

Baby Boy Loading…

Lately, my blog has become a constant swirl of all things pregnancy, and to my loyal sweethearts, I promise to return to more of my “old ways” once this little darling arrives. For now, I couldn’t resist taking a moment to sip in all the emotions that this season brings.

It’s my last pregnancy (amen?), and I’m determined not to miss out on any part of being pregnant. Lol! 

Jokes aside, I actually enjoy capturing my feelings with words before they fly away. It’s my thing. Remember when I shared what it feels like;

• to be single when all my friends were getting married,
• to be engaged,
• to be a newly married woman (one week old),
• to be pregnant for the first time (1st trimester, 2nd trimester and 3rd trimester),

I even also shared what it feels like to be a broke entrepreneur. Wow, is there anything else I haven’t shared with you on this Heart Rays?? You see! Please, allow me share what it feels like to be a girl mum expecting a baby boy. 

So with that being said, I’m both excited and nervous about entering a whole new world of being a boy mom!

5 Things I’m Loving About This Pregnancy Glow

It’s often said that every pregnancy is different, and from my experience, that’s absolutely true. I’m not sure I glowed as much during my previous pregnancies (though some people claimed I did), but this time, I’m glowinggggggg—I can see it and feel it! Hallelujah!!!

A Different Pregnancy Glow

Pregnancy glow is the vibrant, radiant, fresh look that many women show on their faces while pregnant. For me, this pregnancy is the most beautiful thing. I feel like I’m not just growing a baby—I’m also glowing in every possible way. It’s been such a joy to experience this unique blend of physical changes, emotional highs, and spiritual blessings that make me feel radiant. So today, I’m unapologetically showing off and sharing five things I’m absolutely loving about this pregnancy glow!

1. My Skin is Doing the Most

There’s something about the way pregnancy hormones work their magic! My skin feels smoother, softer, and yes, brighter. It’s like the angels decided to sprinkle a little extra oil on me. I catch myself in the mirror sometimes and think, “Who is this glowing beauty?!” Whether it’s the natural flush or just the glow that comes with carrying life, I’m soaking in every compliment like the queen I am!

Pregnant at Christmas: Mary’s Story and My Own

It was the Sunday before Christmas and the atmosphere was all lovely, warm and lively. Being pregnant I couldn’t help relating to Mary, the mother of Jesus. She was also pregnant at this time of the year, but her journey was far more extraordinary.

Picture a Pregnant Mary 

As I sat in church, surrounded by the warmth of Christmas songs and the joy of the season, I couldn’t help but think of Mary. I felt a deep connection to Mary. She carried not just a baby but the Saviour of the world, navigating a journey filled with uncertainty and yet rooted in unwavering faith.

I also felt grateful. Grateful for this new life growing inside me. Grateful for Mary’s example of faith and surrender. And most of all, grateful for Jesus, whose birth changed everything.

And I pictured Mary.

I wondered how Mary would feel at the moment, seeing all the mothers walking in her footsteps. She said yes to God’s incredible plan, even when she didn’t have all the answers. Her journey reminds me that motherhood—whether we’re birthing children, ideas, or dreams—is always a partnership with God.

Making Decisions That Go Beyond Black and White

When you're in your “typical” childbearing years, you always get the question, “are you having another one?”. It's all SO personal and there are SO many factors that go into that decision. Physically, can you do another? Mentally, can you do it? What about financially? What does your partner think? What do you guys WANT? I know how incredibly difficult it is to decide… At a point I even asked Google “should I have a 3rd baby”. LOL. 🙈

As I welcome my third baby, I am reminded of the complexities of making decisions…

Beyond Black and White Choices

Some decisions in life seem as straightforward as choosing between black and white—right or wrong, yes or no. But often, the most meaningful choices are found at the point where faith and wisdom intersect.

Take Kachi and me, for example. When we were newly engaged we discussed and agreed on the number of children we would have. It seemed clear-cut and straightforward—a black-and-white decision we were confident about. But somewhere along the journey, we entered the grey: the space where circumstances, emotions, and faith tested our initial decisions.

After our first pregnancy, we revisited our plan. During my second pregnancy, we agreed that if we had a baby boy, we’d stick to two. That would complete our family, and we’d close the chapter.

But, as always, God’s plan is always perfect.