Kale it has been 3 years… 3 years of having the blessing that is Rhys. Time can really fly by.
3 years since I last went to the hospital to have a growing ‘entity’ removed from my womb. 3 years since I was screaming my heart out due to the excruciating pain but at the same time dying of laughter. What could I possibly have had to laugh about at that time? The thing is, the other lady who was in the delivery room with me was busy shouting in between contractions,
“Mukama nsonyiwa. Sikyabidamu! Banange Katonda nsonyiwa.”
And ofcourse the nurses were not helping by saying,
“Wagenda yo tolaba?! Nanti mwali munyumirwa.”
It just won’t sound as good in English but basically this is it:
Chick in labour – “God please forgive me. I will not do it again. Please forgive me.”
Nurses – “You understood what you were doing at the time. Busy having a good time.”
The majority of Ugandan nurses are notoriously known for being unfriendly/ unloving although the lady who was taking care of me was actually really lovely. Though at one point, a serious contraction was hitting and she came to say something to me while touching my shoulder, I almost ate her head off. As if she didn’t know better.
But it was all worth it when at 20.15hours, my little bundle of joy was placed in my arms…
And now that it is 3 years later, I feel more blessed and all gooey inside for the joy and blessings he has brought to our lives as a family and all who know him.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY RHYS.