We inherit many things from our biological parents, the most obvious being our DNA. Like Lego, these blocks of genetic material are passed on to us in the form of chromosomes, which tells stories of who our parents were, as well as who we may become.
Over three decades ago at midnight on a Tuesday somewhere in Lagos Nigeria, my mother went into labour with her second child. Her pregnancy had been unremarkable until this point, and much easier than her first. This baby changed that with their decision to arrive 7 weeks earlier than expected. Her baby girl was born on a Tuesday at 3 am weighing only 3.5 pounds (1.7kg) at 33 weeks. “Skinny, jaundiced and hairy – like a rat”, my mum would often say. That baby was me.