What age am I? This thought came to me recently very strongly. It all started when I saw my 13-year-old son off at the Airport in London and the Nigerian guys behind me were whispering. They were gossiping about me though it was flattering I suppose. They said they couldn’t believe I was the mother of a son that grown. It gave me immense pleasure to explain that this grown boy is infact my 4th child and I have a 26 year old who is married hence soon going to be a grand mother by the Grace of God....