Daddy’s girl
I had missed my period for two weeks and had every reason to get worried —especially because I had not planned tor this pregnancy. I went for the test with my cousin, praying and hoping that it turned out negative…shock on me, it was so positive! My reaction? I laughed a lot! Maybe because I didn’t know how else to react.
My family who were equally not prepared for the new member eventually came around and gave me support and motivation.
Challenges included the terrible first trimester morning sickness. I hated it. I could barely hold anything down my tummy and had zero appetite. I ended up losing up to 2kgs! I also had a number of social adjustments to make— something I would never have managed without my dad’s unending love!
That aside, it has so far been a fairly easy ride. My antenatal appointments are religiously honored and every time a test is done, the result is impressive. I have not had any weird cravings. I’m eating well and exercising a lot, to make sure I get my body back in shape soon after delivery.
My favorite moments are when I feel my angel move inside me. The kicks, the somersaults, the hiccups… everything makes me happy. I also love to meet people who tell me I look good. True to their word, I do look good.
I found out it is a girl! (A prayer well answered). I have been shopping for cute girly stuff ever since.
My EDD is two months away. I want to have a natural birth and God knows how much I fear pain, but all will go well. My best friend will be my birth partner.
As for the name, I have chosen ‘Naima,’ An Arabic name which means ‘full of God’s grace’. The second name will depend on the time of birth or event during birth as is the Kalenjin custom. My dad’s name, ‘Kigen’ will be her surname, it will be such an honour for him!
Throughout this period. I have learnt that every baby is a blessing. That no baby shows up at the wrong time and that God can never give you something He knows you can’t handle.
As much as circumstances had pushed me over the edge of the cliff, He gave me wings and taught me how to fly.
I wish my mum was here to see how I emotionally maneuvered through the tormenting times of my pregnancy and how I am now enjoying every bit of it. She passed on eight years ago. I want to be the exact kind of mummy that she was. I know she would want me to give her precious grand baby the best.
I pray that all goes well. I can’t wait till it’s time to hold my little girl in my arms. I will give her the best life has to offer and will love her unconditionally. I will teach her all that my parents taught me.
Lastly, I want to say. ‘Thanks Dad. I will always be your girl no matter the situation; I will never cease making you proud!’
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