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WHEN LOVE DIES LIFE CONTINUES, BUT LIFE WITHOUT LOVE IS NOT WORTHY LIVING – PART 4

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I quickly get pregnant it’s not a struggle. We are happy.

I remember feeling love and excitement for this new baby.

Time flies and it had been six months already. We find out we are having a daughter. I’m a bit disappointed but I let it go and I ultimately enjoy the rest of the pregnancy. Before I know it, I am already 8 months and he decides to buy us a house. It’s a mortgage.

This house is a two bedroom in an estate. There will be space for children to play. We move in to the new house that fast, but I have to leave my job behind again.

It’s a lockdown and the cost of commuting versus the pay doesn’t make sense. It’s end of year and he gets a really big bonus from work.

I really remember this day cause he came to me and said, what do we need for the baby? It’s like a month before the edd, we go shopping immediately, we go out to eat and he’s like am going to send your father some of the money for dowry.

He instantly wires money to my dad’s account just like that.

I am happy, he’s happy, my parents are happy, true December vibes.

My dad signs my marriage certificate, sends it, and now I have medical insurance. I am going to give birth in the best hospital I can think of.

I had lost my medical insurance when I lost my job.

January rolls around and I give birth on the 11th of January 2022 to Stephanie Bijoux Namubiru.

He’s with me in the hospital, he takes really good care of both of us and I remember thinking to myself this is close enough.

I have everything I need, I am loved and I have children. Just like my mother said, “Don’t worry you will have many children in future, the pain will be forgotten”.

Bijoux is a beautiful baby and peaceful, no exhaustion, it’s pure bliss and I love every minute of it.

But at back of my mind, I know I should find a job so on one of the hospital visits, I decide to print my documents and ask for a job and guess what, I get a call three days later.

I get a nanny, milk am ready to work. I report to work, day one it was a twelve hour shift. I go back home and the baby didn’t feed for twelve hours.

She’s weak and dehydrated.

My husband asked me what are you going to choose, the baby or money (work). I was at a loss

Again I had to leave this opportunity to work pass me by. I love working, it’s what gives me identify.

We come up with a new plan to start a business where I can go with the baby. We find a house but NDA strings us till October. This is when I commence operations the building is new no traffic and the business doesn’t kick off for a whole 18 months and I ultimately close down.

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