Today there was what I would like to call, the unraveling of
lies, ladies and gentlemen, do not lie and not inform the others of your lies,
or do not skip people who you and your friends know together from a party list,
and not inform your friends about it, never goes down well.
My baby is 4! Yes, that’s right, I just took a complete u
turn on what I was talking about, but fret
not, all these informations, you are going to get my dearies. So today
baby hopped and jumped into number 4, boy, am I not excited! You would think
there is something physical to show for it, for instance, he has an extra inch
of height that he didn’t have yesterday! Anyway, for him, it was another unique
day because mom brought packets of sweets, biscuits and a cake to school and the
kids got to sing happy birthday. Well for me, it was a whole different sort of
excitement. I took an hour off and went far off back with my thoughts. I
remembered the fateful cold day 4 years ago, the way I had been in pain for the
past 48 hours, had not slept a wink, had not even lied down, my feet were
frozen from the cold and were numb from all the standing and carrying the extra
many kgs of weight. I remember the searing pain I felt that day, feeling
someone pick a pair of scissors and cut you up, and you are too much into pain,
all you feel for being cut is a slight sting, you cannot compare the two pains,
take it from me. Then I remember the sudden relief when the baby was finally
free, the nap I took almost immediately, the feeling of breast feeding for the
first time, the way I would not sleep at all for nights to come for fear that
someone would come and take my baby. I remembered the many wonderful moments we
had together those first months, taking care of this wonderful creation. I
remember the setbacks that we went through, and I say a prayer of thanksgiving
because truth be told, we have a reason to smile and thank God. I remembered
baby’s first birthday and why it was so unique, the presence of my cousin who
has always played the role of siz, the way baby attacked that cake with a
knife, you would think he knew what he was doing. I remember babys second
birthday, we didn’t make a cake, instead we took a break from all the noise and
bustle of the estate and went for a day out. Baby’s third birthday was not the
best, baby was away and mom could not travel to see him, she sent some stuff
his way, but no photos were taken. Baby’s fourth birthday will be celebrated on
Sunday, welcome you all.
I look beside me and watch his peaceful expression as he
sleeps. It feels like he has been here forever!
Maybe it is because I started living the day he came to my life. Ladies
and gentlemen, join me in wishing my baby a happy birthday, and whenever you
are saying a prayer, say a thank you on my behalf.
Missed me? I wish someone can just shout aye! you guys do know that if you use a fake name, fake address and leave a comment, it still makes an undercover, because I can tell you've been snooping anyway. Do snoop though, very welcome.
Post Script: We did celebrate baby's birthday on Sunday. I would have posted a pic here but then, that would beat the whole undercover aspect, right? And believe it or not, I would like to be able to deny ownership of this page if ever required
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