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

👨‍👩‍👧‍👧 + 👶

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: