It’s my first ever Mother’s Day. I have a son. He stares at me and smiles so broadly. every. time. And it takes my breath away. every. time. I have a son. He is learning how to walk, slowly. His aunties hold him gingerly by the hands, lead him ahead of themselves and he plods […]
What a month it has been!
So they told me their estimate was that you’d arrive today. Well, doc checked and, though, you are facing the right way, primed and ready to exit…it seems that you
Dear BabyASW I know I was complaining that you hadn’t really moved much today but, damn, it’s approaching midnight and you are still dancing sukuti or iskistar inside my belly… You have to sleep, baba. I love you and cannot wait to meet you. Xoxo Your mother.
This may very well be the last Sunday that I am pregnant. It warps my mind to realize that, if BabyASW shows up this week, this Sunday may be my final one as a pregnant entity…as my lone self…as a non-Mom. Yep.
I was out running errands after work the other day and I pulled into a parking spot. After taking care of some things inside the building, I waddled walked out to find a white van parked in the spot next to mine, on my driver’s side. I tried to open my door to get into […]
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mkhana in transit 
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