Once Upon A Blog…


For as long as I can remember I have always wanted to write. When I was a little girl it was my greatest joy to help my mum write her grocery lists every Friday evening. I had a chalk board at the backyard and I wrote on it every day after school, without fail. I fancied myself a teacher and my helpless baby sister, some fowls and lizards were my adoring students. The older I grew, the stronger my desire to write, so I wrote a novel (if you can call it a novel) when I was barely nine years old. The title of the book was: “The Girl who Refused To Go On Errands”. For the life of me I don’t know why I picked that title. I remember sitting at my dad’s table, writing away. Making sure I correct every spelling error, checking that my punctuation was correct. I skipped meals and playtime because I wanted to finish my book.


Yours truly @ 5 probably rushing out to go write, who knows?

My aunt was so impressed, she was my editor and of course I dedicated the book to her. I miss my aunt terribly, I love her so much and her death fourteen years ago hasn’t changed the love I have for her because she was the most important person in my life, but that’s a story for another day. Back to my book, so my aunt took my finished book to a typesetter,(I don’t think we had computers then) and my book was typed up and spiral bound! No words can describe the joy my little heart  felt seeing my book in actual black ink. I was already thinking about publishing it and my aunt and I would spend hours talking about a better title, colours and designs. Then she died and my book died with her, because I couldn’t bear to finish the book without her.

My love for writing has stayed with me all my life, I don’t think it’s something you outgrow. I have read over five hundred novels or more, I am pretty sure it’s more, so I always wanted to write one of my own. When I turned 25, I started to write one, but I couldn’t find my voice in it. I felt like all the novels I have ever read were juxtaposed into the one I was trying hard to write. I couldn’t decide on a title, couldn’t figure out a genre, and so I just stopped. The skeleton of that book is somewhere on my laptop though. I visit it from time to time just because.


Then came the blog. A lot of my friends kept telling me: you have so many funny stories, so many things to share, put them down, start a blog! But I refused. I was so daunted by the fact that it would be too much work, or I wouldn’t know what to write or nobody would read it or if they manage to read, enjoy it.  I was so focused on what would go wrong and I was adamant that I would never have a blog, I would settle for writing in my journals. That didn’t banish the need to write though. Way before I started this blog in September 2014, I had several posts on my laptop, just waiting patiently. I would dream them, write them, edit them and then leave them.

Then came the Dday. My friend at work, Joshua woke up one morning and decided that he was going to make sure I start my blog. He created my wordpress account, signed me up and he just walked so casually to my desk at work and said: hey, what’s the name of your blog going to be? I looked up at him and blurted out Adaugo’s dairy because well, my middle name is Adaugo and I have had diaries all my life. And before the end of the day, I had a blog, a domain name and a theme. That’s how this journey started and it has been an amazing one so far. You can find  my first blog post here

I have had bad days, scratch that bad months. I had the most severe form of writers block. So I just carried on living my life as though I didn’t have a blog to maintain and readers to talk to. But I overcame, because like I said writing is a gift, its a love that cannot die. I get ideas at the oddest times and places. I cannot count how many times I have woken up in the middle of the night to grab my laptop and start to write, and boy! There’s nothing quite like it.That is exactly how I wrote this post and the famous 22 things about this girl Nothing beats that private joy of seeing or experiencing something and saying: yes! I am going to write about this. To me, its priceless. Nothing quite compares to that orange glow of notification, that tells me that someone somewhere has either followed my blog, read my posts, liked them or has made a comment, that feeling is better than food or sleep, well almost.

Thanks guys, for loving me and my craft and if you have made it to the end of this long post, please like and share and comment, because its a good feeling when you do and I could use a lot of good feelings at the moment.

All my love,


When I write, I lose time. I’m happy in a way that I have a hard time finding in real life. The intimacy between my brain and my fingers and my computer…yet knowing that intimacy will find an audience..it’s very satisfying...” – Jil Soloway  

Dear Mr. Indecisive…


Dear Mr. Indecisive,

Time’s a wastin

What is it that you want?  You remind me of the weather, steady changing

Never sure, never true, neither here nor there…

You’re in love on Monday, you wanna see where things are headed on Tuesday ,

By Wednesday we’re best friends? Sigh…

Maybe you’ll change, maybe someday soon your mind will be made up,

But what if it isn’t? What if you really don’t know what you want?

But If we give honesty a chance, we will see the glaring truth,

Because my dear Mr. Indecisive, your indecision is a decision in its own.

Maybe you’re so unsure because you already know,

But if by some stroke of luck you’re not,

Let me help you out.

I am not an option, neither am I a car at an auction, or a choice at a Chinese buffet,

I’m a person with a timeline, a purpose and not a lot of time for guessing games.

I hope I’ve been of help today,

Because I have made a decision for you and removed myself from the situation.

So goodbye Mr. Indecisive,

Find yourself if you will, then come find me,

Because chasing me when you’re not ready to catch me has ceased to be an option.

 –Adaugo, 2016





11 Random Questions…

I am pretty sure everyone has these random thoughts sometimes. Questions that just pop into your head for no reason and sometimes there just aren’t any immediate answers to them. I am leaving my old apartment tomorrow and it’s quite emotional because I will miss the place but that’s by the way. The thing is I can’t find my keys. I’ve looked and looked and it seems like they have just disappeared into thin air. I have spent the last couple of days thinking hard about this key because I am not about to pay for it, but I just can’t figure it out. So much for my photographic memory, *insert rolling eyes smiley*


As I sit on the empty floor of my soon to be old room, I can’t help but wonder:

  1. Is there an alternate universe where things just disappear to? I have a lot of things that I simply cannot account for; my purple headphones,like four of my black t-shirts, half of my combs, to mention a few.
  2. Why does my body itch like crazy when winter is just beginning?
  3. At what age will I find my first wrinkle and grey hair?
  4. Where on earth are MY KEYS???
  5. Why am I terrified of elevators?
  6. How many songs do I have in my brain?
  7. Who is this Caro our 9ja artists keep singing about?
  8. Why did Jack have to die before the rescue boats came?
  9. How many texts have I sent in my life time?
  10. Where is Mr. Right?
  11. Repeat number 4.
  12. Am I the only one that thinks these random thoughts?

There are many more running through my mind but if I write them all down, y’all will call me crazy.

3 more things: I have a BIG testimony; I shall share it this week so watch this space!

4,000 hits!!! I know it doesn’t seem like a big deal, but it really is. I am super thankful for you guys that come here to see what I have been up to, I am grateful for the friends I have made from this blog and for all the lessons learnt. To think that people in China and Ukraine and Cyprus get to read my blog is quite humbling, if you could see the cheesy smile on my face when I check my blog stats…Thanks guys, you rock!

These past two years I have been free styling and writing what I like on this blog, but what do you guys like? What kind of posts do you want to see here? Please leave a comment below and let us talk about it.

Do something good for someone this week, just because…

From A Father’s Heart…


Every woman was once a little girl, and every little girl will grow to be a woman, and if her daddy or any father figure in her life, tells her these things, just maybe her road will be smoother.

  • You are a queen, you are a gift that God Himself so graciously gave to your mother and I and you are irreplaceable.
  • You are a strong woman, yes I know that you will face some hurdles across this road called life but God is on your side and I know that I will raise you to hold your head high and overcome.
  • You don’t require validation from other people to remember the queen that you are, you are precious in God’s eyes and He validates you, and that should always be enough for you. You are the daughter of the most high, a lioness who should not concern herself with the opinions of sheep.
  • I am proud of you today, and I will be all the days of my life. I will celebrate all your achievements and milestones, and I will pick you up when you fall. I will correct you in love and the fear of God and with the rod when needed. I will cheer you on with all my might because I believe in you more than you will ever know.
  • Purity is not overrated my love, keep yourself like the gift that you are. Wait to be unraveled by the one that God will send your way, my child do not cast your pearls to the swine, wait for the one who will love you the way God will teach him to.
  • Be quick to forgive, anger and bitterness is heavy and exhausting. Unhappiness will etch lines deep into your face even before age catches up with you. Smile my love for your smile makes the world a much brighter place.
  • Choose your friends wisely, because they play a large role in the woman you will become. Your mother and I can talk all we want but you won’t be our little girl forever and one day you will leave home and be by yourself, and when that time comes it is my earnest desire that you surround yourself with friends that will add meaning and color to your life.
  • You can do anything! Whatever dream or ambition you conceive in your heart you can achieve because you can do all things through Christ who strengthens you. Your dreams are valid.
  • I will always be here for you as long as I live, to listen to you, to guide you and offer you counsel that will set you on the right track because you see my love, you are my full time job. Doesn’t matter how old you are or how many babies you have you will always be my little girl…

The power in spoken words is undeniable, to all the fathers and fathers to be who might be reading this, speak these words and many more into your baby girl’s life and watch her blossom. And to all the future mothers out there, myself included, may we marry men who will speak life into our daughters that they may know their worth and their value…

“Behind every great daughter is a truly amazing dad”


The Get To Know Me Tag!


Thank you my darling Mfon from DaintyM for tagging me, I woke up to the tag and it put the biggest smile on my face. Also, I am convinced that she is my long lost sister because we have so much in common, it’s almost eerie.


Ok, so here goes!

Vital Stats

Name: Amarachukwu Adaugo Uwanaka  (it’s a mouth full, yes I know )

Nicknames: uhmmm… that has to be “maams” It’s a weird sounding name, invented by my sister and it has stuck since then.

Place of birth: Eastern Nigeria


Best friend:  Her name is Ifeoma, I’ve known her for over fifteen years, I was her maid of honour and I am god mother to her second son, so it’s safe to say we are still super close.

Award: I am pretty sure I won an award a looooooong time ago as a teenager in church.

Sport: well, I watch football that counts yes?

Real Holiday: Maryland 2014, fun times!

Concert: I have never been to any but that might change soon though.


Movie: The Lion King

TV Shows: I pretty much watch them all, but these days my absolute favourites would be Game of Thrones, Greys Anatomy and maybe Empire.

Color: Black; always has been

Song: This is never an easy decision but I am currently stuck on One Dance- Drake ft. Wizkid and Kyla.

Restaurant: Joe’s Crab Shack

Book: Every single book ever written by Danielle Steele, (I own all seventy something of them!)


Feeling: self conscious because my eyebrows got botched

Single or Taken: Single!

Eating: I just woke up and got to writing this tag so I haven’t eaten yet.

Wearing: Pjs and a scarf

Watching: My phone screen, (waiting for an email)


Children: YES! I already picked out tentative names *insert sheepish grin*

Marriage: Well, that goes without saying. Yes

Career: I want to revamp child care and children rights in Nigeria

Where I want to live: I think I already live there!

Do You Believe In

God: YES!!!

Miracles: Yes I do, seeing as I just experienced one: waking up with all my parts functioning.

Love at first sight: I used to, but not anymore because love is not a fairy tale, it is hard work.

Ghosts: I think there’s more to the paranormal than meets the eyes so I kinda believe.

Heaven: I most certainly do.

Hell: Oh Yes! Hell is real

Kissing on the first date? Nope

Yourself: Took me a long time to get there but I did and I believe that I can do ALL things through Christ that strengthens me.

I tag:

Carrot Minds

CESC’s Blog

Naija Bachelor

Crystal Walls


I had fun writing this spontaneous post, thanks Mfon! I hope you guys do too. If you could see me right now with my raggedy scarf and the biggest smile on my face Lol!

“The best things are those that are the most spontaneous or seemingly so”- Isamu Noguchi

Love, Even When You Hate…


Love me, even when you hate me.”  The first time I heard this saying was on Greys Anatomy, (you guys know I love my Greys!) Meredith and her fiancé Derek were too busy to find time to plan their wedding, so one day on their lunch break, they snuck into the on call room and said their vows to each other. In her vows, Meredith told Derek to Love her even when he hated her. I remember asking myself what she meant by that and I didn’t really understand her until much later. Love is not nor should it be a fleeting burst of emotion, it’s a decision we make and affirm to ourselves every day.


 As much as I adore my parents and my siblings, there are days when they upset me and I find myself wondering how on earth to deal with them, but at the end of day it doesn’t mean I love them any less, I hope I am making sense, I promise I have a point. Now, the same goes for romantic love, if you decide to love someone and possibly spend the rest of your life with said person, you have to realize that it will NOT always be rosy, some days will be so hard and you just want to throw in the towel and leave but you stay because like I said, love is not a fleeting feeling, it is a conscious decision to stand by someone and care for them come what may. So basically, you love all the time, even when you’re mad, even when you hate them, you love first because it is the Christian thing to do and also because well, you have to.

The love I really want to talk about is the love between friends. These days it almost seems like friendship is slowly going into extinction. Nobody wants to communicate anymore, and technology has made it even worse because friends these days are most likely to write cryptic quotes on their social media platforms than actually sit down and talk to their friends about issues. There’s so much animosity and bitterness in the world today and it’s causing friendships to end sometimes as quickly they are born. This is happening with so much ease simply because people don’t want to put in the hard work that is required to build a solid friendship: honesty, love, respect, communication, and most importantly, FORGIVENESS. Forgiveness seems to be the missing link in a lot of friendships; people hurt you so much so you just shut them out and act like they don’t exist to you. Friendships are especially hard because unlike family and marriage where you have no option than to love, nothing really binds you to your friends, I guess that’s why it’s so easy to walk away and pitch a new tent elsewhere with new friends.


Personally, I have lost some friends because we failed to keep in touch or because we let our egos get in the way of reconciliation and I deeply regret that because honestly that’s just plain wrong. I derive joy in praying for my friends and watching them flourish so isn’t it a sin to stop praying for someone just because I’m mad at them? Sigh… I should do better, I will do better and so should you. Life is hard enough as it is, we all need people in our corner to cheer us on, to share our burdens and to laugh with us.

So here’s to salvaging meaningful friendships and to loving others even when they don’t love us back and most importantly even when we hate them, because what would Jesus do?

Love is not a place to come and go as you please, it’s a house you enter in and then commit to never leave. So lock the door behind you, throw away the keys, we’ll work it out together and let it bring us to our knees…no, love is not a fight but it is something worth fighting for” – Warren Barfield

The Little Things…


Life moves really fast, and if you don’t stop once in a while and look around, you will miss it. The little things that we sometimes take for granted and forget to enjoy are really the yarn that memories are woven from and memories are really important, well to me at least. Living so far away from home has taught me the art of storing up memories in my mind, in a neat little box marked home. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about my family and its so comforting to know that there is a photo somewhere, a video, a funny story that I can just think of and in that moment everything is right with the world.

Last month when I went home, I found my old wallet. You see I had given up hope of ever finding that wallet so you can imagine the joy I felt when I found it. That wallet was dear to me because it had all my letters in it! Yes, I am that girl that makes her friends write her letters. So I found my letters, all of them intact, some of them dating back to almost eight years, the papers worn thin from opening and refolding and one even had a tear stain on it, and as I sat on the floor rereading my beloved letters, I realized


how wealthy I was indeed, very wealthy in love because I know how my friends are, they’re not quite like me so I know what it took for them to actually sit down and write me those letters. Recently, I hung out with one of my oldest and dearest friends and imagine the shock on his face when I showed him a letter he wrote to me in July 2008! These are the priceless little moments that make me smile.

I don’t know what the little things in your life might be, but I know that mine are always somewhere around the corner every single time, like a long phone call from my mum or sister, or cooking for my friends or watching an old video, or getting a random message from a friend, or even this night when my friends and I screamed so loudly while watching Game of Thrones. It can be anything really, anything that makes you stop and smile and remember how beautiful life really is, despite all the hurdles we might face.

Be intentional about finding and enjoying these awesome little moments in your life this week and see how much happier you will be. Have an amazing week my people and cheers! to the little moments that make life beautiful.

“I think it’s important to find the little things in everyday life that make you happy.” – Paula Cole

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