I had surprised myself when I first said this phrase a few weeks earlier, practically spitting it out. Now, I said it almost daily. In the span of one week, I stood atop a step ladder to rearrange a high cabinet, employed a screwdriver on three separate occasions, and reconnected our Apple TV. These tasks, coupled with my fetus-free body, accumulated into a sense of masculinity I had never wanted and grew to resent. In the beginning, the process of creating our family was collaborative. Both of us assumed we would carry a child at some point, so we decided that my wife, being one year older, would go first.
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By Silas Nyanchwani 04th Mar Carol is not pregnant. You know that for sure. OK, maybe she is. But if she is, then she never displayed any sign, like morning sickness, so that you can know. But her tummy has been growing, and she looks the least worried. A year ago, when you were dating, and you had a thing for nyama choma and beer, she hated your extended belly to a point of paying a gym subscription for you. You took it positively.