Hey love, I’m Fome Ejumudo—Naija wife, mama of three, former international model and TV host, now a full-blown entrepreneur, and your online gist partner in the beautiful messiness that is motherhood.
I’m here to tell it like it is, because let’s be honest…
MOTHERHOOD NO BE BEANS
Mama, why dem no give us full memo? Maybe I for prepare mentally and stock up on sleep. Lol.
Nobody told us that motherhood could feel like a full-time job with no HR, no closing time, and definitely no leave days.
After my kids came, I dived headfirst into trying to be that perfect mum. I wanted to do it all: raise emotionally intelligent kids, run a clean home, build my business, keep the spark in my marriage—and somehow, not lose myself in the process.
But very quickly, reality showed me pepper.
From Heels to House Slippers
Before motherhood, I was on international runways, jetting from castings to shoots, always camera-ready, always in control.
Then boom—overnight it felt like I had swapped luxury heels for school-run sneakers, red carpet poses for endless pick-up and drop-offs.
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I lost the version of me I once knew so well. The one who could just up and jet set to another part of the world, The one who could slay confidently, unbothered, fierce.
Suddenly, I was home all day—with baby spit-up on my shoulder, dishes calling my name, and a husband who still expected dinner at 7.
The Loneliness Nobody Talks About
And while I was genuinely grateful for my growing family, I won’t lie—there were days I felt invisible.
The fast-paced, glamorous life I was used to vanished. The social circle, the independence, the spotlight… gone.
All that was left was this new role: Mummy. Important, yes. Fulfilling? Absolutely. But also isolating in ways I never expected.
I would look at myself in the mirror and whisper, “Is this really me?” I loved my children deeply, but I missed the woman I used to be.
I Wanted Her Back
I missed feeling sexy, stylish, ambitious, and seen. I missed looking in the mirror and thinking, “Yup, I still got it.”
Instead, I felt buried under baby routines, undone laundry, and unrealistic expectations—both from others and from myself.
That’s when I knew something had to change.
Why I Created Diary of a Naija Mom
So I created this space—for us. For women like me who are trying to juggle it all, stay sane, stay fine, and stay fulfilled.
Diary of a Naija Mom is more than a blog. It’s my love letter to every mother who’s ever felt lost in the middle of loving everyone else.
This is where we talk real talk—no filters, no pressure to be perfect, just vibes and growth.
Here’s what you’ll find:
From toddler tantrums to sleepless nights and mommy guilt—this is where we lay it all bare. No shame, no judgment. Just truth.
Because let’s be real: sometimes the baby is crying, your husband is calling, and your stew just burnt. And somehow, you’re still expected to be okay.
Here, we say what others are too shy to: “Today, I’m tired and I just want to pee in peace.”
Because motherhood doesn’t mean we stop slaying. We just slay smarter.
I’ll be sharing my best thrift finds from Megayardsale, 5-minute beauty hacks, and how to look like a million bucks—even when your toddler just wiped yoghurt on your sleeve.
Plus, sneak peeks from my ready-to-wear fashion line with same-day delivery for the busy mamas who want to slay now—not wait two weeks.
You’ll see behind the scenes of how I’m growing my businesses—from online thrift to fashion retail—and my (very real) goal to hit ₦100 million in 6 months.
You’ll see the wins, the flops, the packaging stress, the DMs, the sleep deprivation—and why I’m doing it all anyway.
Because we can love our families and still chase the bag.
This blog is about finding the YOU behind the “mum.”
Through solo dates, dancing in the mirror, prayer, journaling, and just choosing joy, I’m on a journey to find Fome again—and I want you to find YOU, too.
Because motherhood didn’t steal our identity—it just layered it.
This Blog Is for YOU If:
You’ve ever looked in the mirror and wondered where the old you went
You love your kids but secretly miss your pre-baby freedom
You want to grow a business or passion but don’t know how to start
You’re tired of fake perfection and need real connection
You just want to laugh, learn, and live fully—even in the chaos
What’s Coming Next?
We’re just getting started. Expect stories that make you laugh, cry, and feel seen. Practical tips like:
“How I Run 3 Hustles and Still Do School Pick-Up”
“5-Minute Face Beat for Mamas Who Slept Only 2 Hours”
“Naija Mum Thrift Guide: How to Slay Without Breaking Bank”
“The Truth About Losing Yourself (and Finding Her Again)”
This is our space. Our therapy. Our journal.
Let’s Do Life Together
So mama, thank you for being here. Just by reading this, you’ve made my day.
Let’s grow this tribe—one post, one belly laugh, one deep exhale at a time.
And whenever life starts to feel too much, just know you’re not alone.
I’m rooting for you. Always.
With love,
Fome Ejumudo
Founder, Diary of a Naija Mom