I grimaced as soon as the coffee touched my tongue. It tasted awful."Lori!" I yelled for the new help my mother had hired for me. On some random day, I came home and was met with a new face of a middle aged woman whom my mother confirmed she had interviewed and hired to take care of my house. It had been a chaotic ride ever since."Sir?" She came out of the kitchen, almost stumbling over."What is this?" I asked, shifting the coffee cup away from me."Your coffee sir." She said."I told you one cube of sugar and two small scoops of cream. This is an abomination to my taste buds." I said trying to not get annoyed. It was way too sweetened and tasted like she had poured a whole bottle of cream into it."I'm sorry sir. It just did not taste nice enough and I wanted to make it sweet." She said and I refused to hold on to the fact that she had tasted my coffee.I sighed in exasperation, "Just do as you are told. That's not too much to ask for, is it?" "No sir." She shook her head. "I'm s
My first trimester ran smoothly. I had minimal cravings and I did not have to battle with a lot of morning sickness. I was always on the go and I did not feel as much tiredness that was typically associated with the first few months of pregnancy. I did not know what the second phase had for me until I battled with sleeplessness from the fourth month. I was restless and my lack of sleep was a constant source of worry for River who had automatically become my caregiver.It got so bad, I was constantly in and out of the hospital, conditioned to bed rest every now and then so I could not get a lot of work done. My business plans had been put on hold. I was in the hospital one day when a call came in from Leo. My heart lurched in my chest when his display picture popped up on my screen for the first time in forever."Aurora?" He said the moment I picked up like he was not sure I would."Hi," I softly said, not sure if he heard me well enough. He apparently did."How are you?" He asked."
I was back here in this cozy office that had been my solace for the last couple of months. As usual, he had a bag of chips set aside for him. I had to believe I was one of his favorite clients with how he made me so comfortable whenever my session came around."You mentioned last time that he had cheated on you several times.""Yes he did,""How did this make you feel?" Dr Murrow asked as I ended my narration. "Lost." That was the first thing that came to my mind when it happened. I felt lost, like I was sinking in a hole somewhere where no one could find me."I did not get to experience what a normal relationship felt like but then cheating was not something I expected from him especially not in the first year of our marriage. For his mother, I don't know what I was thinking when I reached out to her, she never liked me so why did I even bother?" I let out a humorless chuckle as I thought about it."What did you expect from him?" He asked."I expected something cliche." I laughed. "
Third trimester struggles were a different ball game altogether. The backaches, heaviness, going to pee every five minutes! I was over this phase already. I just wanted to have my son and catch a break. I knew being a new mom was a lot as well but I just wanted this child to come out of me already. I was getting heavier by the day, I could not make dresses any longer, I felt too lazy to get anything done, I could not even sleep well, let's not forget how difficult it is to even get a good sleeping position. No one told me it was like this. But then when I sat to properly reflect on it, it was a cute struggle all the same. I could not complain because this was what I wanted all those years ago.I let out a shaky breath as a sudden cold ran up my spine at the reminder of those terrible days. How the procedures went, the pain, the hurt and recurring dashes of hope. It was better to avoid the thought of it, it was in the past."No negative thoughts Aurora," I chanted to myself as I went
We were still in the hospital. The doctors had to ensure that everything was alright before giving us the clear to go home. My baby was asleep for the most part of the day but at night, it was a different ball game. I could not count the number of times I had to feed him. Every time I just had to because that was the only way to shush him.When we got discharged a couple of days of later. River and I understood that things just got real. Having a baby in the house was a whole different ball game. There were times I would sleep off and forget that I had a baby and his startling cries would have me wondering whose child it was that was tearing down the walls of the house, only to remember that it was my offspring.I loved the scent of him. The smell of a newborn and all their products had a calming fuzzy feeling that came with it. I loved everything about being a mother and somehow I wanted this phase to last as long as it could.Whenever I lifted him up and saw his newborn scrunch,
I woke up startled. Rubbing on my eyes furiously, I opened them and glanced at the time. It was a little past midnight.I just had the craziest dream...I was in a car and I just kept hearing the cry of a baby. There was no child in the vehicle when I looked but it would not stop ringing in my ears. So I stopped the car and looked everywhere for where the cry was coming from and could not find anything. I walked further into what seemed like a park and found a cradle. The sound seemed like it was coming from there and just as I was about to get to the cot, I woke up.I hardly ever dreamt about anything so something like this was strange. "What could this mean?" I asked myself in a haze of confusion before my eyes fell on Natalie who was asleep next to me. I immediately wondered if she was pregnant. But then I shook my head, it wasn't possible. I used protection every time I was with her no matter how many times we had to go at it. Sometimes she wanted it raw but I never agreed. I ma
"Did you see the blog post?" River almost jumped over someone to get to me, shoving her phone in my face."Yeah I did." I breathlessly answered her as I stopped the treadmill. It was three months postpartum and I was back to taking care of my body. It was a good thing I did not add too much weight when I was pregnant with Dante."You're not bothered by it?" She asked me.I rolled my eyes just before I brought the water bottle to my lips, "He's my ex-husband, River. I'm over it." I told her after taking a few gulps of water.She sulked, folding her toned arms over her chest, "You guys made such a beautiful baby, I lowkey want you two to be together." "I rebuke that want in the name of Jesus." I said half-joking."Don't be so dramatic." She laughed."He's in a happy relationship, let us be happy for him." I said. I actually was happy for him. I was just a little surprised at his choice. I never pictured him as someone who would go for a black girl because he had mostly been with Caucas
Dante was fussy. So fussy, I knew something had to be wrong with him.River and I had taken turns in trying to put him to sleep but nothing was working. His temperature was running high so we had to get him to the hospital.His loud cries echoed as we reached the hospital. A doctor attended to us as soon as we rushed in.It wasn't until things had stabilized and my son had stopped crying that I fully saw his face. "Doctor Jason?" I said in shock.He looked confused for a second before his face morphed into a look of realization. He was one of the doctors I used to see in hospital with when I was trying to have a baby back in Washington."Mrs Adams." He said with a polite smile."Just call me Aurora." I said.He nodded with a polite smile, "Alright. This is your son?" A smile of relief crossed my face as I answered, "Yes my baby boy.""He looks very much like his father." He remarked."Indeed he does." I nodded. Everyone who knew Leo would say the same and I was used to it."You mov