Since I couldn't go to college and I had no one to rely on I bought books for myself with the help of the driver, there I studied by myself. But mostly I was studying about delivery.
sometimes I would get frightened when I remember that I was almost due for delivery. Time was really flying so fast.
I was nine months and a week due but my baby had refused to come to the world. Mrs. Melissa the lady of the house would help me with few exercises daily but it wasn't working. we visited the hospital, I was alright but the baby wasn't ready to come and I just kept feeling uncomfortable and also eager to see my jewel.
Next day I decided to take a stroll to the market I just felt doing little bit of exercise would help me, and on getting to the market I could spot s man walking towards me, it felt like I had met him before but I just wasn't sure where.
Am he walked pass me , our eyes met and immediately if struck me. I remember where I had met him, he was the Mafia. immediately I carried my heavy self walking so fast. I turned to look at him and I realized he was placing a call and indeed chasing after me.
I got into the taxi that drove me to the market and all I told him was drive us away as fast as you can.
but he was driving so slowly because I pregnant.
I yelled at him to drive faster but he kept giving excuse.
just then we got hit by a car. The Mafia I said silently. they had blocked our way.
This time the car was different it had its plate number M.K
it was the Mafia king himself. His car was opened by one of his men and he came out of his car in style. he looked very much familiar but I just couldn't place where I had met him as well
But what does he want with me I cried.
This time I was scared and I felt water pouring down my legs.
my water just broke, I immediately felt a sharp pain. 'My baby is trying to come out', I said to the driver.
I was started feeling contractions which lasted 72 seconds. then pressure in my lower back and rectum. and I suddenly felt the urge to push.
I wanted to push but I wasn't fully dilated, i soon began to get tired and I could feel my cervix were swelling.
after a while again I felt the baby was coming
I began to scream in pain. I didn't know labour was much more painful than I thought. the only that ran thought my head was the terrible pain I was feeling.
The Mafia king notice that I was labour besides our car glass wasn't tinted.
I was struggling to hold my self as I kept crying.
my mum wasn't there I had no one.what if I never make it or die in this process I thought the pain was just unbearable.
The driver got down from the car and telling them to leave the way. 'The lady is in labor', he screamed.
The Mafia left the road as the driver drove me to the hospital. I was immediately taken into the emergency as I kept pushing till I heard the cry of my baby.
My baby was born. 'A boy', the doctor said as he handed over my baby to me. he was so cute and innocent
he had my eyes and his smile was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Mrs.melissa came over to pick me up and we went home safely.
Now I was a mother. a single mother. this was going to be difficult I imagined as I kept crying.
I will have to show him love and not make him feel like there was something missing.
everyone in the house loved my son even though it hurts that my parents didn't get to see my jewel. if they never accepted us long before now nothing was going to change them from doing that again.
sometimes I look up at the stars and wonder if they ever think of me or get worried about me. it's hard but as time passes I'll get over them.
Time really flies. my baby boy 'Jordan' is now almost three months. being a single parent wasn't a simple task.
regardless of my work I Created a routine for him, time for his meals and bedtimes and even playtime.
I always want to help my child so he'll know what to expect.
I always make sure I didn't feel guilty not even for a second. never feeling guilty for ever having him and as long as he was happy if was enough for me.
I had no one but now I have him. we only have eachother to lean on.
I always stayed positive and made sure my baby was ok.
sometimes when he cried it hurts me because I never want to see my baby cry.
This can be quite stressful for me and my Jordan and as a single parent I do feel overwhelmed by the responsibilities for him. I had to maintain my job and household chores and I was mostly spending the savings money for drugs injections and more on his food.
sometimes I deal with other pressures but I just had to make sure it didn't affect my boy.
as a single parent I spend more of my quality time with my child. And I tend to develop a strong and unique bond with him which may not have been possible to achieve in a two-parent setting.
I have to work harder, and still always setting up a routine that offers Jordan a sense of security. Because I still wasn't sure if the Mafia were around. and a consistent bedtime, wake-up time, and mealtime always helped me achieve this also making sure he never left my sight.
I made sure I wasn't burdening my child with too many negative emotions with stress, anger, or sadness which I sometimes feel.
I give my son unconditional love with plenty of support from the people living with me and protection, and also encouragement from mrs. Melissa.
I'll make sure I give my child all the love, respect, and positivity to ensure that he thrives in life.