Whose babies are these anyway (5)

Read chapters 1 2 3 and 4 if you haven’t already…

I feel kind of guilty for telling Tanya about Hazel and she left, leaving the kids with that girl. Who does that? What was she thinking? Was this her way of dealing with things? Who was she trying to fix? Whose babies are these anyway. 

Ever since she went awol last week i have been taking care of the kids, her phone is unreachable, her husband is going from family to family trying to locate her to no avail. Poor Jonathan…smh did i just say poor Jonathan? That is just unfair. Poor Tanya. In fact so poor as it is after being cheated on she is going to be labelled a bad mother for dumping her kids at the side kick’s. When the family meeting is called she is going to receive backlash and be told to act straight because she is not the first woman to have her husband step out. Her parents will probably tell her to go back to her husband and stop embarrasing them which is why she didn’t go to them. I should have kept my big mouth shut but instead i just had to create a mess. Arrrgh!

The car pulls in the driveway, another unfruitful day of looking for her is the look on Jonathan’s face. I know he is now fearing for the worst, what if ahe went and did something stupid and killed herself? I am only here for the kids, i cant be making him feel better not after what he did to my cousin. He walks past me and goes to bed, again he has skipped his dinner and he won’t look at his kids i am worried.

Let me try to call Tanya again maybe by some chance…..oh God it rings! Somebody picks up 

Me: Hello

Silence…….

Me: Tanya, don’t hang up. Just tell me were you are please and if you are safe.

Silence……….

Me: We are all worried, he misses you and the children need you please come back home sis.

Her: Do not ever call me again.

The phone is dead. How can she be so heartless? Women never dump their children, in fact they usually stay for their children. I do not know what to do, what did i get myself into? What do i do? Whose babies are these anyway?

Nuts about nuts

I had never had a coconut, but well i had the liberty of tasting one quite recently. Horrible! I mean the amount of energy i used to remove its extra hairs, take out the droplets of coconut water, break the shell only to get to the flesh and it wasn’t what i anticipated ha! 

I did learn a thing or two tho in the process. One of them was i am more patient than i thought I was. I mean i had a whole set goal, the nut (i am nuts about nuts but thats a story for another day). I have recently started ising coconut oil in my cooking and while it was nice at first just imagine your stew smelling like tennis biscuits. Very unbecoming. I appreciate the benefits it has on the skin, the kilojoules etc but lets face it coconuts suck! There i said it.

 Now i was wondering why i just started writing about coconuts after taking a whole amount of time off, i think i now know the reason why. That is my unpopular opinion, thank you for listening 😊. God bless you

Whose babies are these anyway? (4)

Read 1, 2 and 3 here if haven’t already.

Its rare occassions like these were i get to have off days, and by off i mean off from watching the kids. I love spending time with the twins but i am a man, sometimes i feel like i am not designed to sit at home with the babies all day waiting for my wife to bring home the bacon.

Today the wife has an offday and i am out with the boys because its a weekend and only then can they hangout during the day. I hate being a stay at home dad to be honest, my mother thinks its weird that i let my wife wear the pants like i had a choice. I cannot secure a job in this income and so my wife has to work very hard but boy the dillema of living with an breadwinning woman #sigh. She respected me at first, she understood and supported my decision but i cannot help but feel like she looks at me as if i am useless man. She is starting to sound more and more disrespectful, i want to earn her admiration back again, i want her to look at me with awe like she used to.

 What do i bring to the table besides….i chuckle. This is what got me into the whole Hazel situation, i just needed a break. I just needed to feel like a man, i just needed to remind myself that i can still get the respect deserved. The whole babysitting thing was circumstantial, i didn’t plan on it. I just wanted to feel needed and boy is she needy. My phone has been buzzing none stop and i know for certain thats her even though i just saw her, one would think she has her hands full what with all that education she is receiving. I need to stop it with her, i love my wife and i love my family i wouldn’t want to jeopardise that for these whores. Maybe i should text her and tell her that i want out, or should i drive over there and tell her in person? Texting is more appropriate, i think and while i am at it go home and spend time with my family it has been damn too long.

HAZEL: YOU ARE NOT COMING TO SEE ME TODAY? I MISS YOU

Not now, Satan.

HAZEL: OH NEVER MIND, MY TETE IS COMING TO KEEP ME COMPANY. WHAT DO YOU THINK I SHOULD WEAR I HAVE A WARDROBE CRISIS.

I don’t give a hoot what you wear. What’s this chic on?

HAZEL: I DECIDED TO WEAR A SKIRT, JUST SO YOU KNOW I AM NOT WEARING ANY UNDERWEAR SO I ADVICE YOU TO COME OVER WHEN SHE HAS LEFT. I WILL TEXT YOU. XO-XO

Typical attention seeking syndrome, i am turned on but i am going home to my wife!

Tanya: If you think that college kid can do a better job as a wife, as a mother  then i am not going to stand in your way Jonathan but be rest assured i won’t be here to watch you make a fool of everything I have built. I am done, do not look for me.

Wait, what??

HAZEL: YOU FUCKING PIG, PICK UP YOUR PHONE. YOUR WIFE, MAY GOD REST HER SOUL, LEFT THE BABIES HERE AND JUST DISAPPEARED, COME AND TAKE YOUR FUCKING KIDS BEFORE I THROW THEM IN THE TRASH CAN WERE YAL BELONG!!
Shit. I drive blindly towards her campus with a million thoughts swimming in my head. How? What? Were? When i cannot even begin to comprehend it. Hazel’s phone is unreachable and if it is true that she dumped the kids at Hazel’s hostel then what now? How did she find out? Her aunt is my wife? I am so confused, women are confusing. What if i lose my wife because of this self-validation nonsense then what? This is some deep shit i am in, but whatever happens i am going to collect my kids from Hazel and go home with them and figure it out from there.

Tanya’s phone is still unreachable, what if she has done something stupid like kill herself? Oh My God what have i done??

Whose babies are these anyway? (3)

Read  Whose babies are these anyway? (1) and Whose babies are these anyway? (2) here.

I have been sipping on this dry red since lunch while listening to Hazel talk about Mr Man non stop. It is the last day of the semester before going home for vacation and we are drowning in wine. The man has her twisted i can’t even begin to decipher it. Oh wow, now she is talking about the twins you would swear she was their birth mother. I would call her out but at this moment i am enjoying this Le Dome red  which he brought for her so i have to keep tight lipped.

I notice she is silent for a while, oh thank God i though i was going to have to pass out before she shuts it. Concentrating on her phone she is, with a huge grin on her face. She is probably chatting with Jonathan about their future life and perfect babies. She looks so happy i am going to puke in my mouth and swallow it. This could be me but i wouldn’t opt for a babied up guy. I am so not a baby person, i do not have experience no one in my family has had babies yet and i just don’t give a baby aura. She kicks her legs in the air and suddenly screams excitedly. Wow, the effects of this Pinot Noir are just amazing.

“Remember when i told you marriage would connect soon? It seems i wasn’t entirely wrong. His sister just texted me and says she wants to meet me.”

“You already talk to your Aunty? Wow i am speechless, did you not meet this guy like a month ago?”

“Yea, so? Anyway no, she just hit me up on Facebook introduced herself now we are chatting on Whatsapp now she wants to meet. She even called me uMakoti and now she is on her way over.”

“Here? In this university hostel? ”

She nods and goes on to ask me not to leave as she is nervous prior to this meeting. Oh okay, the sipping continues as she sifts through her closet looking for something appropriate to wear. If i roll my eyes one more time i swear they are going to sink. She is fussing about the room when we hear a tiny knock on the door, Hazel freezes as i stride to the door.

I open the door to a curvy thick woman dark woman with an ass for days and she pushes the stroller inside. Oh wow, she brought the twins must have been having a tough time baby sitting. She walks gracefully towards Hazel and extends her hands in greeting before sitting down. She is beautiful, i would guess her age is in the very late 20s and she looks good af. She also smells so nice, her nails are to die for, she nailed her cold shoulder look and her red ankle strap heels just complete the look. I think i may have a crush on her.

“Caroline?”

I suddenly come out of oblivion embarrassed that i have been staring at her since she came.I look at Hazel as she repeats the introductions

” Caroline, this is Jonathan’s sister Tanya and Tanya this is my best friend Caroline.”

She smiles, i can’t help but notice that it does not reach her eyes and she turns to look at me and says,

“I hear you have been helping taking care of the twins.”

“Haa tinochengeta vana Tete.” I answer too eagerly, happy to please after all if Hazel is happy then so am i.

Why is she talking to me though? Does she also have a girl crush on me? Hazel jumps in all kinds of excited giving details of how she now knows how to differentiate between the two, how she could decipher their crirs and what they need and everything baby related. I continue to sip alone, as Hazel stopped drinking and this Aunty has politely declined saying she has to drive after. I am happy to sip alone and zone out while they talk babies tbh i just wanna look at her face all day.

She stands up slowly and pushed the stroller to my direction, walks towards the door and calmly says to Hazel,

“YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE CARE OF MY CHILDREN BETTER THAN ME THEN BE MY GUEST BITCH. HERE THEY ARE, YOU CAN TAKE THEM, YOU CAN TAKE THAT UNEMPLOYED SON OF A BITCH TOO FOR ALL I CARE. YOU BUY THEM BOTTLED MILK WITH MY MONEY THAT HE GIVES YOU AND YOU THINK THAT ENABLES YOU TO BE A PARENT? WELL YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL, I AM DONE.”

Plot twist! She bangs the door on her way out, i look at the suddenly wailing twins and back to the door and i laugh. No amount of red wine could ready me up for this. Hazel is freaking out trying to call Tanya’s name in the hostel corridor and she seems to have disappeared into thin air. I am laughing so hard at this situation i am in shock, the twins are crying and now so is Hazel. I did not see this one coming, not today of all the days we are supposed to be going home tomorrow for crying out loud.

I calm her down, as i try to text Tanya on Hazel’s phone pleading her to come and take her children only to find out she has been blocked . Why won’t the babies stop crying? I quickly dial Jonathan and his number is unreachable. Oh Lord what must happen now?

Whose babies are these anyway? (2)

You can read whose babies are these anyway 1 here!

I am pissed.

What do men want really? I cook, i clean, i wash, i take care of my babies and on top of that i work my ass off to feed my family because my husband is unemployed. I am unable to produce sufficient breast milk for the twins so i have to give them formula. During the day i leave then in care of Jonathan, or so i thought. I recently discovered that he takes them to his college girlfriend to babysit while doing God knows what.

What pisses me off the most is that i am doing the best i can to keep a plate on our table, i feed my family , i take care of the bills and instead of him being grateful not only does he drive around with this girl in the car that i bought it, he exposes my kids to this girl? They are young yes but shouldn’t he be ashamed of his actions? According to my young cousin who learns at this college this girl is the one who is buying all the formula and the diapers i have been praising Jonathan for buying. Does she think i am incapable of taking care of my own children? What does he tell her about me, i wonder? That i am a useless bitch who doesn’t know how to take care of her own family? That he is single? But that does not explain the fresh babies he drives around with. Most men lie that they are separated from their wives but is she dumb enough to just be believing a man without doing proper research? She looks like she is smart, oh yes i have seen her photos on Facebook. I know how she looks like, i know she is doing some fancy degree and i know were she stays i have done my proper research.

I am pissed because now i am starting to feel like i am not good enough. I am beautiful, i own a small successful cosmetic business, i have given him beautiful twins. I am solely responsible for the developments of this family and until now i did not see anything wrong with our arrangement. I did not force him to be a stay at home dad, he offered since he was unable to secure a job anyway. Did i emasculate him? No, we are a team everything i own he owns as well. But i can’t help feeling like i did something wrong even though i know i haven’t done so. I am tired. I am drained mentally ever since my cousin told me about it last week i have thought of nothing but how did i come into this situation.

I am pissed because yes i know men cheat but never had i thought that mine would too. I am pissed because i do not know how i can even begin to confront him and even if i did how would the outcome benefit anyone? If he admits to it then what? Do i just forgive him and hope he will leave her or do i leave him and raise the handful as a single mom? Which lets face it i am not ready to do, i am ashamed the church people have a certain way of looking at single women filthy as if i was unable to keep a husband.If he denies i won’t believe him because i have seen the picture the bimbo posted on Facebook with my twins on it captioned “my babies” bitter laugh. Your babies huh, she thinks she knows how to take care of children just by babysitting for a few hours? Does she know how i had to stay in and out of the hospitals when they were sick, how i was told having babies was a risk with the way my health is set up but i went and had them anyway and she claims them as hers. You know what? Fuck society, fuck it all, fuck everything this bitch wants it all huh?

I know what i must do!