Sophie Ngugi - A Child of the universe

  “Motherhood is the greatest thing and the hardest thing”. Ricki Lake It was a beautiful Sunday morning. Sundays mornings are usually beautiful. Serene. It is like the weather knows it is a Sunday and even if it rains, the day has a sunny demeanor. May be because there is less traffic in Nairobi. Less pollution unless you neighbor some Church with blaring noise.   I have never understood why they do this. The megaphones outside the Church preaching to everyone who is not interested in the preaching. Anyway, as usual, I had plans to start the day with Sunday Mass, but his plans…well he had different plans. I ended up spending part of the Sunday Mass time outside the Church when my terrific two son decided there was more interesting stuff outside.   Despite the accommodating section for lactating mothers and young babies in the Church, he was uncooperative. “Enough is enough.”   He said …through tantrums. He wanted to play, not pray. Sometimes, most ...

Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws. Barbara Kingsolver It has been a while since I blogged. A lot has changed over the last two or so years. As I type this, I am feeling like I am just taking a breath and exhaling, as I am middle-way in my few days of annual leave. The past year, has been an interesting period. Pregnancy and childbirth impact on one’s life. I recall that day, over a year ago when my older sister Susan told said “you are mother!” I looked at her and the little human being who was already throwing hands around, looked around at the different sisters (sisters by blood and others acquired), the medical staff around and …I had no reaction. There was no reaction. I did not know how to react, it was overwhelming, so I whispered “this is the day the Lord has made, thank you.” The days sort of rolled by and there were interesting and challenging moments. I have learnt several lessons: There is a space for patience in each one of us : the vi...