There is something about rainy days that make the world seem so gloomy and Pretoria had been having a lot of rain lately. Even today when I left my exam it was drizzling and a bit chilly something which just made my mood tense. I wanted to get to my room and seek the warmth of it. As soon as Mudenda said that I dropped his phone and I immediately called home. He had made me panic. See why I said my sister gave me sleepless nights because I knew how irresponsible she was. I did not trust her with my baby but at the same time she was the only option I had to take care of him. I was so scared. She did not pick up the first time and after I called a second time she took her sweet time to pick up my calll!
“What have you done with Amo?”
I asked in such panic as welll as fury for her having taken so long.
“What are you talking about?”
She asked confused but also annoyed at my tone!
“You did not answer me Judith where is my baby?”
I asked her again.
“He is sleeping! Do you want me to wake him up so I can give him the phone?”
I could hear the sarcasm in her tone and that is what made me realize that everything was fine. I had misinterpreted what Mudenda had said. I apologized to Judith who still did not understand what was going but I promised I will tell her later and hung. Mudenda! That turd, he was messing with the wrong girl. He had not spoken to me in almost four month to be honest and the first thing he says to me is,
“Is my baby still alive!”
Was he serious! Was he for real! I did not even get to call him back when he called me back,
“Why did you hang up on me?”
He asked me clearly very annoyed by it! The nerve of this guy? Was he serious.
“What do you want Mudenda?”
I asked him coldly. He laughed sarcastically and said,
“I miss that feistiness, road warrior neh!”
I think he was also attempting to make me laugh but I was not in the mood for his bullshit and when I did not say anything he realized he had to continue speaking.
“I want to see my baby!”
He said so casually and with so much assurance it felt as though he did not even know what psychological damage he had done to not only me but the baby as well. People who don’t know a situation are often quick to argue that no matter what your differences are you must always allow a child to see their father! It’s cruelly unfair to you the primary caregiver, emotional support and security of that child to allow a person who does not even give a shit about his childd such access.
“What child? You mean my child? When last did you see him? When last did you send that child money for food, clothes and medicines? When last did you do all those things Mudenda? Where were you huh?”
I was so angry! This self entitled prick had never ever met his so called child and the first thing he had asked was if the child was alive. What kind of question was that?
“Did you say HE?”
He asked me. Wow he did not even know the sex of his own child. Six weeks old and no one had told him. It means that he had never asked anyone then and I am certain it was because that big pride of his had gotten in the way.
“You really are a piece of work! You didn’t know it was a boy did you? Do you want to know what he looks like? Do you even have any idea how much he weighed when he was born? Do you know what his mother ate during the last three months of he pregnancy to make him weigh that?”
I asked him! Only a woman who has been left pregnant knows the pain I was going through. I was not asking these questions because I had a list written somewhere but these were things I had cried about over and over again in the last three months. A man, sigh, only God knows!
“I want to see my son and you can stop me! I saw you walking a few minutes ealrie from campus and you did not see me. I figured you would be hostile!”
Wait a minute, I did say it was raining right? So this guy saw me walking in the rain, drove past me, parked somewhere and decided to call me and say all this shit! Wadlala! I hung up the phone. I was not in the mood for him. I switched off my phone, battery was almost flat anyway.
I had been hungry ealier on but now I had lost my appetite. I was so angry I wanted to cry but even though I was alone, I was not going to give this guy the satisfaction.
I took out my Ipad and logged into instagram. This guy was haunting me. The first picture I saw was of Meladi. It was so ironic because we hardly spoke anymore since her clubbing incident. I was hating this. One of the followers commented on her picture and it read,
“Congratulations to you my two friends. @Mudenda you are an amazing man for not only giving my best friend a baby OMG am going to be an aunt but also doing the right thing as soon as you got the news. I love her ring am so jealous! Wow wow wow my besties are getting married!”
Jaw drop, temperature rose!
I saw red!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto
Hey ladies and Gents
I need your help. What is the worst thing you think you have ever done to your baby daddy (your ex of course) to embarrass or humiliate him, revenge or punish him? Gents don’t be shy, what has your baby mama ever done to you that caught you off guard and makes you hate her even more and justify why you say she is crazy? Girls who are dating or have dated guys with crazy baby mamas what are things she does or used to do that either scare you shitless or also acknowledge that she is crazy. Please share your experience to email@example.com or whatsapp me on 0835905147 so we can make our story richer as the drama is about to start. You can remain anonymous if you want.
Dear Mike and Readers
I am grateful for you reading this. I have been dating the same guy for seven years. I went through university dating him and all was good. After university about 3 years ago he decided that he was a business man. Note he has an Engineering Degree from Wits. He has a new idea every few weeks but what’s so frustrating is that everything he touches fails. He is bad at business and that has cost us so much money. When things fail he goes into a depression and this means that every few months I am dealing with the mood swings that come with that. As a boyfriend he is brilliant but as a business man its like he is in grade one. He does not take criticism no matter how constructive it is because he has an I know it all personality. He has fought already with his parents because their son has a degree yet has never looked for a job. He is a basic hustler and another thing is that now it costs me money because now I am the one in debt to make his dreams work. We have a child together.