Can you hear the bells ringing?

I went out last night to a house party. It was nice. I tend to make the most of every outing and I had loads of fun. Woke up pretty late today. Luckily I don’t have classes today so I just woke up and went grocery shopping. We also went shopping for baby stuff and now my maternal instincts are on full alert. Yes, God willing I want to conceive this time next year.

I had the best experience touching little booties, tiny sleep suits, vests and oh, so soft little wrappers and blankets. With all the babies in my family I have never felt this mushy and I always am the one doing the shopping. I sat in the car later thinking how I have all this love inside me that keeps being rejected or abused and then kicked when it has served its purpose in other people’s lives and I thought how unconditional and true the love of a child is. I know who to pour my love to now. My child. At least he/she won’t judge me or abandon me; at least not until they are all grown up with a mind of his/her own. So here I am beginning to bring about that child for me. This time next year, God willing.

Later this afternoon I went out to meet an old friend and I was amazed, oh so amazed at how she has changed. From being a very negative person she is so positive and confident I was awed. She is glowing and overflowing with all good things and I could only look at her and smile. Anyhoo, we went to her dad’s house up at the University of Dar es Salaam to pick up her stuff. She just got back from the UK where she went to see her boyfriend and where she got engaged (isn’t that just swell?) and there were lots of little monkeys out their house. The University campus is like a huge forest full of them and there were little babies playing. It was so cute and I was all mushy looking at them playing.