Thursday, November 23, 2017

WHEN IT RAINS...

One of our biggest shortcomings as people is we always imagine we have time. Time to travel, to change jobs, to make that big purchase or go back to school. Time however can be so misleading. Three years ago, I found out first hand, after my family and I went through an agonising experience, that you can't bank on time. It was the kind of experience that makes you question life and see things from a different light.
So how do you deal with bad days? How do you shield yourself from the rain? Here is a recap of what turned out to be an emotional week and a short description of the month of November, the year 2014. 
Myra...


Friday, November 3, 2017

PLEASE DON'T TOUCH MY BELLY!

Last week, my husband and I were at the supermarket trying to stock up on essential supplies. It was a few days before the repeat elections which meant we needed to be prepared for anything. Like many other Kenyans, we ended up contributing to the long supermarket queues, empty shelves and congested aisles trying our best to get as much as we could. The shopping experience in this particular supermarket is never the best since they have no air condition or fans (If you've been to Kisumu, you know how important this is). The store however is usually better stocked so they have us stuck on stupid coming back every time we have to bulk buy. One of the things I am most grateful for is that marriage has given me someone to go shopping with. Prior to this, society had already branded some of us as impulse buyers and spend thrifts. Those are just titles though it doesn't necessarily mean I am one. With my husband around though, I am proud to say I have become much more disciplined. 

As the handsome man and I walked around cracking jokes and picking out items from our list, I started to notice a couple of interesting things. People don't know how to act around pregnant women!  Just a week ago, at the office, one of my colleagues came up to me and began rubbing my belly which is a very common habit when people spot a lady with a bump. At the supermarket though, I saw a few shoppers get embarrassed when I caught them staring at my belly. One or two would instinctively move so far aside when I walked towards them so as to give me space. This only made me feel bigger than I actually am! A mother trying to keep up with her 2 maybe 3 year old also stopped briefly and forced herself to smile while muttering a low 'hello' before she resumed chasing after the hyper tot. It almost felt like her eyes and body language were warning me of some kind of danger ahead.
As a second time mum, you would think I would get used to the looks and weird reactions that people have when they realise you're pregnant. Even though it feels like it was more than two years ago with my daughter, the experience will always be awkward for any pregnant lady if you keep acting awkward around us! 

So what should or should you not do with pregnant women? Is rubbing on our belly's appropriate? Here is a brief guide on this weeks MOMENTS WITH MYRA of the Do's and Dont's to be mindful of when it comes to looking, touching and hanging out with pregnant women.
Enjoy! 

Myra...