Baby Dee

The mention of his name lightens up my face…his face has graced the screen of my phone for the past 2days… Everytime I hold my phone to make a call I stare at his little cute face and my heart miss a breathe or two…

It’s hard to believe he was but a shadow of hope a few days ago.WIt wasnt even clear if he was going to be a cute baby gal or this beautiful bouncing baby boy who I could swear smiled at me when he was just afew hours old…You see… I’m a proud auntie to this cute little baby named Dee who since that night or is it the wee hours of the morning cried out his first cry and planted himself firmly right at the center of my heart…

Why does it feel like he’s my own child and not just my nephew. Well thats because I was there the whole time baby Dee was stuggleing to cut ties with the suffocating womb he was in for the past nine months… When his mother first felt him start descending and tring to start the downward journey that would see him breathing the air that I, the aunt, breathe she called me… She sounded so excited but abit anxious. When I finally got to her she wasnt looking too happy…Atleast her face wasnt showing it…All this time Baby Dee was busy descending using the  contractions that were wreaking her body one after the other. Never seen that woman so uncomfortable.She then tells me shes 3cm apart… Forgive my ignorance but before this time I’d never known the dilation of the cervix is measured in cms. Well you see I’m abit lucky coz we have a nurse in the house who prides himself in his expertise inbringing forth healthy babies to this world every other day…So I know how they ask pregnant women to spread their legs to have their cervix checked…with the index finger and the middle finger… That has got to be the most painful thing anyone would ever do to me…

Well the young mother to be and the hubby are joking lightly waiting for her to ride the contractions that keep coming and going that leave her face all red, eyes puffy and a rather contracted face…Finally the hubby and me decide it’s time to escort her to the hospital…suddendly she grasps my hand so firmly I could swear she almost stopped the circulation of blood to my brain… “Whats wrong? “, I find my self asking but then th elook on her face says it all…..

To be Continued…..

Hi!

Welcome to my blog on WordPress.com. It’s funny because I never thought I would ever blog until I got this challenge from my mentor n friend J.N and I said “why not…let me do this…”

24goingon40…I look at life as a 24 year old who faces the normal pulls n tags of life…in the eyes of an older and experienced woman..Sometimes  life forces you to take on huge responsibilities very early in life and you find youself  growing up abit too fast for your own good…Its funny that someone somewhere finds it very hard to believe my age until that day I’ll show them my I.D ….and a birth certificate!!!!

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