Saturday, 16 August 2014

BABIES AND THEIR FATHERS bY Daisy Waitherero Wambua


My older brother proudly fathers a very vibrant and beautiful girl,:Shana. He is certainly nowhere near the typical fathers that exist. When Shana was born he was definitely not happy, he was exhilarated, down right ecstatic, out of the world enthusiastic and it showed on his face. I can hardly forget his words when i called him baby daddy. "I am a father, not a baby daddy".The most important day of his life was certainly when she held her in his arms for the first time. I don't know if it has anything to do with the baby hailing from the female species or he was just happy that the baby was finally there.
Shana was the very first baby in our family to have a nutritionist. That surely went down the family history. The rest of us had mothers for nutritional purposes, sources of food, targets for annoyance, carriers when the bed gets boring and last but not least, radios when we get sleepy. My mother has been my nutritionist for years now and the only time I almost fired her was when she was shoving porridge down my throat.
Thank God for all the good men in our society and the fathers who are not only proud but they also make us proud. Unfortunately baby Shana fell ill a few days ago and she was admitted to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed her with viral infection and she is now on medication. Apparently all children don't like people who wear white coats with gloves on their hands. And without a doubt, she also has the same gut feeling towards what the doctor bears(medicine) or perhaps she hates it more.
According to her anyone that walks into her room and shares no resemblance with her mother is a threat. Her weapon to eliminate the unwanted visitor is scream and shout then let it all out. Later on she gives them a nasty look if they persist to stay. After confirming that the threat isn't exactly after pricking and forcing substances down her throat, she gives you a pass. This is signified by her stretching her arms out for you to carry her. You my dear friend have been accepted as a comrade and have been friend zoned.
Who knew babies can have that level of intelligence and attitude? Everyone if not all think, when a baby cries feed them, when they sleep don't wake them up, when they are quiet thank God, when they are laughing praise God and go into fasting and when their auntie wants to babysit them for the weekend pray that they stay with them for the whole month.
Mothers can't be thanked enough but have you ever thought of gratifying a baby? I couldn't possibly survive as one today. Crying when am hungry, not being able to bath myself, eat rather disturbing food and not being able to control the TV would lead me to succumb to SIDS. I wish my niece and all the babies who are not feeling well quick recovery and even quicker growth.