Breaking the news..

Whenever we dream, we have these amazing little niceties that we pray and hope would come true. But to our dismay, life throws us a curve ball and shit hits the fan. I will never forget the day I had to tell my folks I was expecting yet another baby. My hands were all sweaty and hot, not forgetting the dizzy spells I kept getting(or were those imaginary). I don't think I wanna relive that day.
All these thoughts were running through my mind of how I'd let them down. How I wouldn't have the right answers to their endless questions. So like all immortals here on earth, I sought guidance from above. You can not imagine their disappointment.
I had no job, no prospects of marriage and there I was calmly telling my mum that this time it was different. Well I guess that was that! She had to deal with it. My dad on the other hand thought that was one of the reasons God brought us to this world.
So I guess am having this baby, wapende wasipende. Wish me luck!

In a rush to nowhere.

I woke up feeling really eahausted. I was late. Oh my! I have tp prepare the baby gal for school! So I jumped out of bed only to let out a cry of anguish. There was this huge round thing blocking my way. I tried moving to my left but to no avail. This protrusion was not co-operating. Then I get a flash! Gal, what you trying to do? Kill yourself. You know you can't rush no more...

Memory flashes come back to me. I am 7 months pregnant and rushing is not my thing. So I tell myself the teacher will understand one more late day!