So since last year, when I came for holidays, I've yet to go back anywhere. I've been with my nieces and nephews, taking good care of them, but I'm not fully taking care of them because my sister is always around. If you are asking what I'm doing at home at this moment, well, I'm resting as much as I can before doing what is next in my life. I'm presently done with my service, and I'm just home for now.
On this day, I'm with my nephew; my sister is not feeling well, and I was forced to take care of the little ones. The rest are not around as they went to school; they are to come back late in the evening because they have another thing they are doing, and of course their dad will go and pick them up later.
So I'm only left with the child at home for one year plus, not up to a year and a half. Her mom needs to drop her off for me because she needs to visit the clinic for a checkup and have some rest. Since I'm around, I told her to drop him off for me because I would be able to take good care of him. My sister was so reluctant to drop her child for me, but she doesn't have a choice as she needs to take care of herself. She is someone who cares a lot about her children.
She left for where she's going, and she left the baby for me. Well, everything was alright until, after thirty minutes, she left. The baby was playing, and he fell, and he started crying so loud. At first, I could not count how many times I'd told him to stop playing with what he should not play with. Now I need to cuddle him to stop crying, and I definitely know that he won't sleep any time soon.
At this point, I got him food to eat because her mom had already prepared everything he needed before she left. I prepared cereal for him with milk, but he didn't take any. I tried petting him and talking to him, but everything was still not good. At this time, I'm already frustrated and don't know what to do.
After trying so many attempts, I went ahead to put on the television and put on his favorite cartoon; perhaps he would stop crying. It was only at this moment that I got his attention, and it looks like he never cried. I was praying so hard for her mom to return on time because, after just a few hours with him, I'm already tired.
I must be sincere; mothers are trying; I'm yet to figure out how I'm going to help my wife when I'm ready to get married; I really need to start learning; I'm already doing that in a hard way. I mean, a woman will cook, clean, and still look after the children. Kudus to them. I got really frustrated for those hours. Now imagine a woman who will be there for years to train the children until they are adults.
All images are mine
