Shy moments 22

Un-sharing me

We were all packed in the family car, heading home from church. I had bought snacks for everyone and as I sat back to enjoy my potato crisps my mum blurted out to my younger sisters that I could no longer share anything with anyone since I was sharing it with someone else…

I was so embarrassed: I wanted to bury my head and disappear from the face of the earth! I had to answer numerous questions in one sitting.

Unanswered questions

My dad and I have always been close. But when I got pregnant things changed, somehow. I can see from the knowing look that he wears on his face that he has many questions in his mind. Questions he has not had the guts to ask.

Every time we meet he will scrutinize my growing tummy and my way of dressing. For now, it will remain that way. Till our relationship goes back to normal—hopefully.

Quest for bread

During the first trimester of my pregnancy, I craved bread. I would get a whole loaf and down it with water. My colleagues would have a field day. They thought it was very funny seeing me finish one entire loaf, and in one sitting.

I simply loved the feel and taste of the bread—especially Supa loaf. The craving has since gone but the hilarious memory of my gluttonous eating lingers on.

Forget-me-not

One Wednesday morning I boarded the matatu to head to work. It was an uneventful trip and I was soon in the office. It is only when I sat down to have a cup of coffee that it hit me that I had left my handbag on the dashboard of the vehicle I had traveled in, having sat next to the driver!

I quickly dashed out to the bus stop but sadly, I was not able to get back my bag. I am increasingly becoming forgetful and I wonder what else awaits me.

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