Memoirs

This Litro boy trying out new things.. new foods new sounds.. testing out smiles. I love your smile son. I love it. I love your toothless smile. No teeth, and lots of drool... Micah, you have brought the sun back. Put that spring in my step. By the way, I've been complimented on my walking...once again. Hadn't heard that in a long long time. And oh, yeah, Did i tell you your sisters are smitten. Wait when Christa comes home. You will fall in love with her before she does you. And I know she'll love you back just as much. If not more. Micah Micah Micah, You already know the color of your plate. You know the color of the Potty- Grandma can't stop talking about it. she's so proud of you...so am I. Your father would be proud of you too. am sure of that. He would be. getting off here so, that we can love some more...make memories. Loving you Son. <3

Here i am, with all this sadness inside me. am not even sure if am sad or assuming i am. It's been a while, a long long while. And all this time, I just let things boil up inside me. Now, I can hardly breath. Been holding my breath too long, I nearly forgot how to breath. It hurts to breath. It hurts to be free. I know am just being a silly little child, instead of wallowing in my freedom am here cringing at the whispers of the wind. It used to be fun to fly free. USED to be fun. What happened to my free spirit. What happened to that free child who used to run whenever the drums played. One could say, I became a Mum. Yeah, I became a Mother. But then again, mothering is not supposed to be a prison. Am not in a prison. Am in heaven.. Parenting is fun. Single parenting is fun though its not the best fun. I love my children. I would do anything and everything for them. What hurts me right now is the fact that they are fixing me. My children want to make me happy. I should be the one m

Jajja Star. All your Ls, Rs, And every other letter that was not in place is now in place. No more, am going to 'sheep' Its a clear Sleep. No more aunt Baliye Its now Babirye. I didnt see this coming, I didnt even see you change. Its like it happened over night. Yet it didn't. You kept trying so hard to sound like me. Correct your words. And now, your sister is also doing the same. She's just 2 years and looks like the 'sheep' age wont last long. She's already saying sshleep. You my lovely daughter. Are just that. Lovely. Resilient.  Just last night, out of the blue, you told me you wanted to stay with Mummy. That.. 'I want to stay with Mummy' broke my heart to pieces. In a very nice way. There is no battle for whomever you stay with. We just want you to be happy. We want you to feel all the love we can give. Mummy loves you, Daddy loves you. Please don't choose between us. Please don't choose.

My dear little lovely loving child. Every day that goes by I can't help but love you a little bit more. Am not a trophy mum, am no super mum And am not even sure am doing my best at mothering you. What I know is that the feeling I have in my chest is beyond anything the English language can describe. Sometimes I hardly hear a thing you say, looking at you plays heavenly music in my head and heart. I just ask myself what life would be like without you in it. I dont want to go there, I wouldn't know what i would have missed out. Against all odds, I had you. Against all 'logical calls' I had you. Against 'common sense' I had you. and Now, I can't stop celebrating what the world called a stupid decision. I love you Azzaria Lexi Luiga. I hear you call yourself Jaja Luiga. Well, Mummy comes home tired sometimes. And am apologising for the night before last. I missed out on quality time. I got home, tired, hungry and stressed at the fact that I'd lost one of my