The worrying never ends

Most people who know me consider me a strong person. I totally agree with them because the dress fits. I am extremely resilient, it takes a lot to shake me and even when I am shaken, it rarely shows. I fall and get right back and I rarely give up, I will keep on trying and trying till I get a result that I can live with. Failing most times for me is not an option and I will always fight for the things and people that I hold dear. However, having a child is threatening this definition of me

Unlikely mom

One evening, as I sat with my mother, she noticed my sadness and pried to see what was upsetting me. So, I asked, “mom are my eyes big?” to which she promptly responded, “yes they are!” Right there and the floodgates opened. How could she? I trusted this woman to love and care for me, and make every wrong thing all right, yet she just agreed with my tormentors! I couldn’t take it, it was way, way too much!

Feeding him is a headache

I have grown up with the knowledge that human beings have three basic needs, food, clothing, and shelter. As a parent, I know instinctively that this is the bare minimum I must strive to provide for my offspring. After acquiring the three, getting my young one to utilize and appreciate them is kind of challenging. Ok. Not the shelter so much, though he mostly prefers the outdoors. However, putting clothes on him counts as a workout these days. Feeding him has me in the market for a hazmat suit (thank you New Yorker cartoon for this suggestion) and summoning all my patience convincing myself that he will eventually get it, food is for his own benefit.

Being a woman in a man’s world

The world is skewed in favor of the man. Men are privileged even from birth with some communities placing a higher value on a male birth over a female one. It's a sad world where a child's life can end before it begins, for the simple mistake of being the wrong 'gender'. Patriarchy favors men at home, at work and even by infrastructure design.

Sleep struggles

I have never been a champion sleeper. I am a light sleeper and sleep for very short ranges of time. Waking me up to go to school was as simple as calling my name once and in high school, I was a human alarm clock for those who wanted to wake up and read in the morning. I was more reliable than the alarm clocks they had and yet I did not own one

My SGR review

Sometimes the only way to fully grasp the gravity of a situation is to be put smack in the middle of the said situation. For me, this was traveling with a baby. Sure, we've had short trips, 3 hours max, this though counting from the departure point my house in Nairobi to the destination point in Mombasa was an overwhelming 9 hours.

cost of living in Kenya

Living in Nairobi is not for the faint-hearted

Living or should I say surviving in Nairobi is not for the faint-hearted. Nairobi and Kenya, in general, is extremely expensive. Yet the cost just keeps going higher!!! Sadly, most of our income does not increase at the same rate as our expenses do. Most Nairobians have formal employment and side hustles and still struggle to make ends meet.