We were having dinner that day. The day popci announced that we would be moving to a new house. I was Happy. No, excited is the word. I wanted my room purple. Just like this one :):
Not like I got it though. Instead, i got a pink one. But that's not my story.
Year 2009.
I was watching a very interesting program. Mum came upstairs and said 'Do you remember Mrs Okikiola in church?'
Why is this woman disturbing me now?? I thought to myself.
'Yes' I replied. My eyes glued to the screen (and I really did not know the woman)
'Well she gave birth in London yesterday, after 20yrs of marriage'
'Ehen? Thank God' I had replied, my eyes not leaving the tv'
'Mr Folayeni's wife also gave birth yesterday' She said again.
Ok. Why these birth stories I asked in my mind?
'Eeya' I replied still watching my programme. I just wanted to be left alone.
'We are expecting another baby' she said at last.
And that did get my attention.
'You are joking' I said looking at her tummy. 'Be serious mum!' I begged.
'I'm serious' She said, looking really serious. 'I'm 5months pregnant already and I didn't even know'
'Praise God!' I exclaimed thinking she was joking. And I continued watching my programme.
After the programme, the reality of the news knocked me down.
Wait, I'm in 100level, and I'm about to have a sibling I was probably old enough to give birth to. I wouldn't be just me and my brother anymore, and most of all, if it was a girl, she would have to share my room.
Ok, i didn't like the last part. I was not happy about it. The thought of sharing my pink room was not pleasant. I was not happy.
Now.
My room mate turned out to be one hell of a pretty chick. She's funny, smart and fun. I have a new room mate, and she's cute!
