My brother is one of the most confident people I know. In fact, I often tell him that he straddles the line between confidence and arrogance. From time to time he steps fully into either side because he is human and balance is a hard thing to achieve. Throughout our lives my mother has told him to be more like me; to be more responsible, more organized, more focused in school. What can I say, I was a good child. I was that child that other parents told their kids to emulate because I was good at being good. Recently, however, my mother told me something that shocked both my brother and I because we never thought it would happen: she told me to be more like him. How tables turn. [Read more…]
Stay With Me: The View of African Society Towards Child Loss
One of the greatest things that literature does for us is to show us who we are. Literature, like television and social media, acts as a mirror in which we can see ourselves, come face to face with our hopes, our fears, our victories, our regrets. This is why we read.
Many topics that have previously been taboo have slowly come to light through the efforts of people who seek to expose our vulnerabilities as a society. Child loss is one of these topics and I am yet read a book that captures the grief of a parent in a society that does not talk about the death of children as well as Stay With Me by Ayobami Adebayo. [Read more…]
Celebrating Dr. Amakove Wala #Top40Under40KE
Last night Keith (now 7 weeks) decided sleep is for the weak. So at 1:50 am he woke up and fed but decided we should just sit staring at each other. And because he’s the boss we looked at each other – him with wide curious eyes and me with half open sleepy eyes. Then he slept an hour later and I was excited – as excited as a tired sleep deprived mother can be. My heart was celebrating but my body was limp with exhaustion. Now, he usually sleeps for 3-4 hours at night so I knew we would be up again at around 6am. But so we can see how long mum can go without sleep he decided to wake up at 4:15am. Yap. He slept for 1 hour. one hour! I almost cried. And what’s worse, he didn’t really want to feed he just wanted us to hang out and stare at each other’s eyes with love. Anyway he finally slept at 5am – but not without drama. The moment I put him in his crib he opened his eyes and I had to duck to the floor like a ninja. Honestly babies are lucky they’re cute because the things they put you through! I remember immediately I got into bed at that time thinking, “what if there were two of them?” I quickly refused to think about that because that’s how people lose sleep. And I was already too sleep to afford losing sleep, right? [Read more…]
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