"In Agony, With Child" Episode 2...

Nkechi

 

“Goodness gracious” I said snapping out of the honey sweet memories of my long forgotten childhood which streamed back like a rush of water carried from the ocean to shore by the strong east wind. I was still rubbing my tummy when I snapped back to reality, still looking at my protruded belly when I caught a glimpse of what I was wearing. I realized I was in my ankle length ‘boubou’. I remember putting it on being bored all day as Tony was at work. I tried his phone and he didn’t pick. He sent me a message on bbm 30mins later saying he was in a meeting with some big clients on the multi million Naira deal he was about to land. He had stayed up all night, getting things in place, getting his statistics, his arguments, his speech, his strong points his everything together for the morrow. I wish he wasn’t involved in that deal. I wish the clients would have contacted another company not Tony’s. I wish that Tony was not one of the best Advertising agents around. I know that is a really harsh thing to say, really selfish but which pregnant woman isn’t? All I wanted was my husband to hold me tight and make the pain bearable. To make it all  go away if possible. To make me feel like I wasn’t alone in all this, but wishes were not horses. He had the clients, he ran the best AD agency around and he was staying up all night instead of being with me in bed. I just went to my dressing table and sat. I experimented with colors shades and ranges of make up putting on and removing till I was satisfied. I was the most beautiful expectant mother on the whole planet earth. Tony confirmed it and that’s all that matters so you can as well keep your opinions to yourselves “Asko”. With one last glance at my beautiful puffed and rounded self in my yellow light bulb surrounded mirror, I blew myself a kiss and left for the sitting room upstairs. I looked at the clock it was 9:35pm and Tony was not yet back.  Rubbing my tummy somehow made me thirsty at this moment. I had just finished a glass of juice but I was somehow still thirsty. I slowly got up from the love seat and headed for the kitchen downstairs. I opened the refrigerator and brought out the home made juice Tony had made yesterday. He prided himself of his infamous fruit squash which consisted of pineapples, oranges, grapes, apples and whatever he put inside. All I know is that somehow it ended up tasting good. I placed the jug full of juice on the marbled kitchen table and reached for a glass cup. I slowly poured the juice into the cup without looking, watching TV on the LG refrigerator when I heard a splash on the floor. I had thought that by me not looking I had spilled the juice on the floor but the cup was not yet full and neither had I spilled the juice. I bent a bit to look closely only to have a contraction. That was when I realized
my water had broken…….

To be continued...

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