Parents

I'm going to be honest with you  I've been trying to continue with my story since the last post but every time I start, I just can't seem to continue so today I have decide to push through those thoughts and continue. I apologize for the delay.

A few months after that church incident,  the semester was coming to an end and the day I was dreading was fast approaching . I remember before the break we were seated under a tree we loved outside our class and Fashia a Friend made a comment.... 

"I hope when we go home you guys won't be careless and get pregnant" to date I still think she knew she just didn't want to ask me. 

 I went home in may for the holidays and I had made up my mind that unless my folks asked me I was not going to divulge any information.

I use to wear oversize clothes all the time. Funny and embarrassing part..... 

(Now since I never wanted my folks to ever find out,  I had placed a bed pan(read Kasuku tin)  in my bedroom to avoid people finding out that I pee what felt like 200 times in a night.) 

Some days after I got home, while watching TV at night my mum came to where I was and  sat. She did not even bother to beat around the Bush.. 

     "Karimi, are you expectant" ( because this people from kitambo can't just say pregnant) 

My heart sank to my stomach. I said nothing.
 
 "How many months?"
  " six"
"Does the Father know? "
   " Yes"
  " Why did you not say a thing? What was your plan? "
I went mute
All she said was, 

"Your Father will talk to you tomorrow "
I immediately felt the room shrink.

My parents normally come home from work at around 7:00pm. I made sure that food was ready by 5:00pm and the house was clean. I then sat in my bedroom until they came home.

I came out of the bedroom when I heard my name being called out. When I got to the Sitting room, my eyes meet my father's and I could read disappointment written all over His face.

"Karimi, how could you do this? Have I not raised you well?" (with my dad I learnt ever since I was a child that you never interrupted Him when He talked unless He asked you a question so this whole time I just sat quietly.) 

"Who is the Father?"

I just said that he lived in Nairobi. This was a lie, the guy was  from the neighborhood. 

Then  He said: "Your mother will take you for clinic on monday" those were his last words and I was dismissed. 

The next few days were very quiet in the Nkubitu household. I was taken to the clinic on Monday and all the tests were done. When they were testing for HIV my mom and the Matron were giving me a lecture but all I could think about was my status. When the results were out all I could do was thank God. 

I was given the next clinic for 15th of July but Alvin came on the 9th a month early. 

We stayed in Hospital for 15 days then came home. 

Now when I think about everything I can see how God was in every detail. I had never gone for any clinic for seven Months but God took care of my son in the womb.

I thank God so much that my boy is healthy.

Naked

Today I start by wishing a Happy birthday to my son. On Sunday, he turns 10. It's been 10 beautiful years. May God continue guiding and protecting you my son.

So, last week I started my story those who have read it keep asking me why I left them hanging so here we go....

He called me two days later and told me that He wanted me to meet someone. A girlfriend to one of His boys. She told me of how she had secured an abortion and how easy it would be for me since I was just a few weeks. But if we waited for another month or so it wouldn't be as easy.

So was left with a decision to make. I went back home and weighed my options and decided it would be easier to get killed by my parents than to die trying to terminate. I told him my decision and He was okay with it. 
  
I went back to college, with a big secret. One month pregnant and I had told no one except for Him and the lady but she didn't know me. Back in school I met my then boyfriend and we went on with the relationship as if nothing had changed. A few weeks later when out in a club, as we were leaving we had a falling out and I blurted out that I was pregnant.  He grabbed me by my elbow and asked me what I meant.

I told him exactly what he had heard. He asked me by whom and I told him my Ex. He left me on the streets of Nairobi. I didn't even cry, I found a club and spend the night dancing till morning then I went back to school.

The months went by and I was now four months pregnant, I had yet to tell a soul. One day my friend Lauryn realised that I had stopped hanging out with her and our other friends as much as I usually did. So she confronted me. I found the courage to tell her but I told her not to tell a soul. I later told Audrey.

One day when I was home for the weekend, I decided to go tho church. ( During this whole time, I made sure that I went home on Saturday evening and left on Sunday morning to avoid anyone noticing that I was gaining some weight 😃 )  when the service was about to end, the man of God that had come to minister paused mid sentence as he was Praying and said: 
   " As I was praying, Holy Ghost deposited a word in my spirit for someone in this congregation"

(You need to understand something first our church is not a pentecostal church, So such things don't happen often)

Immediately, my heart sank, for some reason I knew it was going to be about me.

He went on, "There is a young lady here and she is expectant, she is afraid and doesn't know what to do, (I remember telling God that if the  Pastor asked for me to stand and go infront, then He, God would have to carry me together with the sit I was on coz I wasn't budging) so I want to tell her that God is in control and He was going to take care of her" and he concluded His prayer.

I went home that day and told him all that had happened.