Memoirs

I know somethings may not make sense to you right now.... I get the feeling most of the time... Oh well, we'll have to take it one sweet little step at a time. No matter how painful these steps might turn out, we'll take them and we'll get there. was telling your sisters about you yesterday...Well, Lexi aka Azzaria could not imagine there is a baby in the mummy's buto buto. Taira kinda understood, and now its no longer mummy's big buto, its baby. So, son, i'd like to call you Adel. How does that sound to you? We'll discuss that with Dad sometime when we can. He  might be having his own idea. I love you son. I really do love you. I can't wait...oh yes i can wait. Am waiting for the day you'll come home. The day you'll teach ya sisters how to ride a bike...boys usually have a way of learning these things on their own. Make no mistake..I can ride a bike. Am just getting too old. Though we'll work something out when u come here. about that little...

Dear Son, its the 16th day May 2012. You are 21 weeks old in my womb. Meaning we have another 19 weeks to go before you can see everyone else. Am pretty much sure, you've heard voices and are wondering what's going on. My dear boy, worry not. All in good time. I can feel you kick and grumble. First thing today, i felt you stretch, well, i understand. I did over sleep too. Was a long quiet night. So, let me introduce the voices you've been hearing. The first voice you had this morning, "we go susu potty" that was ya big sister. Azzaria Alexandria Namuyimba. You come after her. She's your immediate big sister. Quite choosy and assertive. You two should hit it off big. There was another voice, "Mummy, I have pain here". That was Altairah Nalubowa Namuyimba. She's your other Big sister. Older than Azzie. This one is a caring one. Quite moody but she cares for her own. Reminds me of her Dad sometimes. There was a time when he'd go without so that ...