TWO & THREE

I woke up rather early today, I don’t know what the rush was but everything seemed to be done in a hurry. Anyway I guess we settled in at Mum’s office at about 7:45am. If she was not working for my well-being I think I would take her to ILO for Child labour..

As I had promised yesterday to talk about my Dad, I am sorry it will not be possible because I didn’t get to see him. Yesterday after work mum took me to meet some of my Uncles and grannies. We had a good time but they all don’t know that I exist.

Today I was feeling kinda low so I put it on my mum and I bet her mood has been very low. I felt hungry all the time, gave her a heartburn and in return she kept pouring on me cold water. Isn’t it already enough that where I am right now I am surrounded by water?

I hope I get to see daddy today I feel like I am being left out in regards to being part of my Dad’s life.

I have tried to log onto the web page but somehow I am failing so I will add tomorrow’s post on this one.

Last evening I saw my Dad and now I know he loves me because I kept on hearing him asking my mum if she is okay and taking good care of me. He even touched my mum’s Bump (which BTW is barely there) to feel me, but of course he can’t feel anything at the moment because I am still too tiny to start kicking and playing all over…

Someone please tell my mum that I am fed of Peas, Beans and chicken, God doesn’t she know that g-nuts and fish also exist? I have been asking for katogo with onions and tomatoes and ghee for 2 weeks now and madam (mum) has totally ignored me. I also want avocado but chic shall be snobbing my requests. And I want white porridge in the morning but madam has been feeding me on black tea, cake, buns all kinds of wheaty stuff. Someone please tell her to stop giving me what I don’t wanna eat…

I overheard Daddy telling mummy to go and open an account for me where they will be putting a certain amount of money every month so that when I finally come out in May/June I have enough money to spend in the malls and also go on holiday… Daddy seems to be more of a quiet person unlike my mum whose mouth is always running about different things… she needs to buy that book by Joyce Meyer “Me and my big Mouth” which I saw one of my aunties reading…

Enough said. I got to go back to work with my mama.

Love you All