I don’t know if this applies to all twins, but on most occasions, one twin is closer to the mum while the other to the dad. Well most of you know it was my dad for me. My mum told me I was one the most annoying and frustrating babies of all her kids. (Can you imagine the imagination, a mother telling her child that lol). Her annoyance was that I cried too much ( shey babies are suppose to cry, eat, poop and sleep). She said I cried for no damn reason to the extent of waking up my sis who was sleeping peacefully.
I single handedly make her have post partum depression (how is it my fault, I was only a baby. I hope my baby will not be like me sha lol. I will lose it ). She said even my grams’ could not quiet me down. She didn’t say it, but I was basically the evil child. Is okay some babies have been called worse lol. The annoying part was that when she carries me I cried, when she ignores me my cry shifts gear from 1 to 4.
This particular day, she has had enough of me. She fed and changed me, but I was still on my crying spree. She ignored me for 2 hours and I cried continuously, I stopped a little to catch my breath then I carried on to my NGO duties lol. She just sat there staring at me (I can imagine her saying why me? Lol). My dad woke up took one look at my mum. Without asking questions he carried me. My mum said as soon as my dad touched me I stopped crying. In less than 5min I slept for 4 hours straight. From that day onward, as soon as I start my crying spree, my mum took me to my dad and I stopped crying (it was like magic). She was happy with life again lol. The solution has been there all along. That was the commencement of the bond between me and dad. I became a somewhat normal child.
When we grew older, my sister mostly goes to my mum for stuff and I my dad. Everyone knew their place. We used to say go meet your own mummy and I will go meet my own daddy lol ( kids, you would think we had different parents).
I can’t remember what I did, but I must have annoyed my mum that day. My dad was out of town, so I couldn’t report my mum to him lol. My mum was sending on endless errands, telling to do chores that me and my sister normally do together. We had helps in the house, but my mum chose to ignore them as well. In my head, I was like shuoo which kind harassment be this, so because my daddy is out of town I am now the Cinderella abi.
It got to a point I was like I am not doing anything again. What is it sef. ( I crossed my arm and grumbled until my breath).
Mum: what did you say?
Bsnc: I said I am tired na ahn ahn. Do you want me to faint here? I am too young to be going through all this manual labor ( I was 8 yrs or so lol)
Mum: You will do what I tell you to do. Look at this small child oh. Oya go and continue what you are doing before you make me angry.
Bsnc: I am tired oh..eh.., my hand is paining me, I can’t see clearly. If daddy sees me like this eh, you will see oh.
Mum: Well your daddy is not here. So go on.
I stood on the same spot for like 5 mins and said one of the meanest things I have ever said to anyone.
Bsnc: Mummy I know you have always hated me, I don’t like very much too. I don’t think you were the one that gave birth to me. After all why VSNC (my twin) light is skinned and I am dark skinned. I don’t even look like you. Where is mummy?
Before this incidence, I just saw a movie two days ago about how a girl was stolen in this hospital and she returned to her biological mother years later. Sometimes movies can give you the wrong idea, I tell you.
Bsnc: I will tell my da……
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!
Everywhere was dark for a moment. The next time I opened my eyes I was on the floor. I saw my mum looking down at me with an angry, but concerned look (imagine if I went into a coma, that slap was deafening lol). When she saw I was okay, she started raining insults on me.
My parents have never laid a finger on me. It’s either they punish and take things away from me or they insult the living daylight out of me. To say that slap was a shock is an understatement. My mum’s hand print was like a tattoo on my face for days. I apologized to my mum, we both cried for a moment. I felt bad for being so rude, but that slap hunted me for weeks to come. I had nightmares of random people slapping me. She has always been too tough on me, but I get it know. My dad spoilt me too much ( I didn’t complain though lol). Someone has to be the disciplinarian. From that day on I thought she hated me, but the older I got, I realized that it has always been in my head. We have our moments every now and then, but I love my mum sha. She is one of the strongest, bravest, funniest, no-nonsense, no sugar coating, sincere woman I know.
I think I am coming down with something. With the weather skipping a season and all (it just went from winter to summer). Been sneezing, feeling feverish and really tired. I told one of my friends (soon to be ex-friend lol) that I was feeling sick. She goes you are a nurse, treat yourself nau. People can be harsh sha. Take care of yourself people and stay healthy.
