I'd love to have about a dozen kids...

First baby and we were over the moon. Hubby and i bought everything our mind could conceive. Our baby was set to have the best of the best. Diapers, wipes, clothes, pips, feeding bottles ohhhhhh and finally milk and cereal.
We were equal to the task. Our prince charming deserved the best.

Second baby and i was asking myself what the purpose of my life was. We calculated and planned everything. It had to be measured. The consistency and speed with which our daughter ate was hmmmmm so here we were with two toddlers with high demands on cereals, milk and everything baby. 

Every alternate day  beads of perspiration would run down my face because, we would be visiting the supermarket to buy something for the kids.I didn't need a prophet to tell me this was the end of my baby popping journey.

If in my nursing days i cried due to the high cost pf baby things, i can only imagine what it would be like with the present economic state of the country.
Yesterday, hubby and i went visiting a friend and while discussing our kids, the wife with a wide grin on her face said she wanted one more child before she'd be done with child birth. With a crazy expression on his face, her hubby asked 'Who you dey born am for? Who go train am?

Nothing funny about the economy oh, so sister, before you go meet that brother under mango tree, go ask price of milk and diapers.

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