Mummy fear!

Its raining!! ok, a slight drizzle, but after such a hot day, any amount of rain is welcome

Am enjoying a hot cup of tea and some sweet potatoe, yummy!

Takes me back to when my kids were young, I had been told that sweet potatoes are good for kids. Thing is, sweet potatoes normally chock me, I dont know why...I cant take more than a slice...so you can imagine I never ever gave my kids sweet potatoes; they tasted in when they could walk and talk!!


I never admit this publicly, hehehehe, would sound strange!!

I also love mushroom soups and sauces...but I again mummy fear sets in!! I have read about mushroom being poisonous, and so all i do is look at them in supermarkets and step aside! of course when am in a restaurant, i never fail to order some mushroom! wish i knew how to tell these apart so family could also enjoy this taste!

Of course this continous campaign against polio also gives me jitters. My under 5 has had so many vaccines against polio I honestly cant wait to have him turn 5!  8 more months to go....when i see the letter from schoool i sign with a lot of reservation, since its been drummed that the vaccine is not harmful no matter how many times its given....honestly i dont understand this logic, much as it has been explained to me soooo many times!

There is the issue of earbuds!..strange eh?? Thing is, I fear that the kid will stick things into the nose or ears and it becomes an emergency...so for a long long time, I have never used earbuds in front of my kids....for fear that they may stick other things into their ears!

Anyways, what fears do you have as a mum??

The sound of hope & possibility

At one point, I grew up in an estate in Langata and it was right next to Malezi School....In the early morning of a new term, you could hear the lil ones crying since they missed home...and this was a new place for them. With time they settled in and now all you could here was nursery rhymes being recited over and over and over again.

The one incident that makes me laugh till today is when they used to sing......Oh Mwana Mberi, Oh Mwana Mberi..... a popular Luhya song in praise of first borns...but they sang it so slowly that my mum was like...eish...these kids are singing the song as if they are drunkards!!! LOL

Now I stay near a school and I love the sound of children singing in the background and children laughing and screaming with glee during breaks...I really admire teachers and how they can mold children from blank slates to what we know them to be!!!

Am reminded of this today...coincidentally at work, am also next to a school and these sounds fill the air all the time....the sounds of hope & infinite possibilities...

God bless our lil children!

My 10 year old owes his Aunty a movie!

So by this time ten years ago, I was already admitted into hospital and waiting for ...well....for baby to come. You see, I had gone to hospital with my younger sister for routine check up even if EDD was near, and then we were to catch a movie after that. The doctor examined me and declared, lets let the baby get out...its time!

The first experience is so daunting....you dont know what to expect. The pain....walalalalalala....let me just leave that there....its needs it own name....labour pains just does not do justice to what one experiences....eish...getting goose bumps just thinking of it.....I tell you if that didnt make me go crazy, I dare say, nothing can!

and so after 4  (that felt like 48) hours of intense labour, Kweli came to the world. My first reaction honestly was relief, relief that the pain was over, and then joy, joy that the baby was fine and then fatigue!! I was tired....waaaa....Kweli came at around 5.30 in the evening, and of course close to visiting time, so people came over to give thanks with us....by the time they left, i passed out on my tummy till next morning! No one told me when you get a baby you will get so so thirsty...I think i drank all the juice and tea that i was offered and still needed some more!!

Happy 10th bday my dearest Kweli.....may Gods blessings continue to be with you, now and always! Remember you still owe Aunty a movie!!##Mwaaaaaaaaaa##

Colour me Pink!

I have a pink mug...a pink phone.....and this was not me some years back

Having joined a women rights organisation and for the first time heard all this talk about socialisation and the way girls are dressed in pink and boys in blue...and this leads to them being girly and accepting lighter tasks etc...I would be mortified if someone saw me in pink!!

Years later, enter into my world, my precious daughter and this notion slowly changed in me. My defiant self never once bought her a doll. She turned 4 and her Aunty got her this huge doll that she loved so much. This she didn't learn from me...so where was this coming from??. I could not hide it any longer...girls have this innate biology that gears them towards nurturing, thats just the way it is!!

Now let me remember to get a small birthday cake for her doll - this was her specific request!