The baby? She had to be born. You can imagine the hell that let loose in that house, we were always silent, no one wanted to add to Mama’s tears or Dad’s utmost disappointment. We were all well behaved. After Mom and Dad accepted the reality, everything was calm. My sister became an egg that everyone cared for.
And what we all felt, yes! We said it, we had our conversation, my siblings and I. Everyone mentioned how it’s been hard to talk to one another because they don’t feel close and how harder it was to talk to Mom because they are scared of what she might do or say. Right there I told myself, “God help me, I will be a friend, a confidant, a mother and a disciplinarian to my children. They would never have to feel the way I and my sisters felt and probably still feel”.
The moment my eldest sister needed someone, we were all in our world, the only person she could find was her baby daddy, and it led to something else. We let it all out, at least we admitted our fears, but the ship was long gone. It changed nothing. Everyone was already immersed in their own world, yet we kept showing each other love in our little way. In the midst of all these, my eldest remained my favorite sister, she’s a mother figure, despite her own troubles, I was still her little baby, her responsibility, her sanity (as young as I was). She’s always there.
Few months later, our beautiful baby girl came alive, all smiles and pretty. She brought with her, light and everything good a newborn could bring. *need I say she looks exactly like me?. Cute little thing, she was my baby, I was a proud aunt, I did everything except breastfeed her. After few months, her mom had an exam that got her into the university, life goes on!
She was a blessing that gave a kind of light to the darkness we were all facing. Hence, she’s a baby for all. And yes, right now she’s taller than me, and a mini version of me.
Ariyike is everything, but something was still left. Something we needed to figure out.
What was it?
To be continued…