The death of a praying mantis

Today a praying mantis died. It got into a fight with a butterfly, the butterfly over powered it and killed it. There was sadness in Mich’s heart; today will be imprinted in his memory for a long time. He found the mantis a few days ago and kept it in a tin on the shelf. He checked on it every other day and exclaimed how the little creature was growing. Just how the butterfly came into contact with the mantis is still a mystery but that is the story and we will stick to it.


Mich buried the praying mantis and took the butterfly captive into his tin.
This is the grave.

The tomb stone is a little fragile so we can’t keep it out there but this is what is written; I will decode it for those of you …

"praying mantis and Mich
matis died on sunday 27th June 2010
Butterfly killed it"
One is easily tempted to brush off his acts as childish, but I’m reminded to tread carefully, play along. It is an opportunity to understand him better, see his reactions to situations and gauge his temperament and interests. On the other hand without reading too seriously into things, just have fun.

I had to stop him from lighting a fire to protect the grave site.

Not yet

I went for my scheduled appointment last Monday ready to have the stitches removed but Dr. Alex decided against it. He said I should give it 2 more weeks. He thinks baby is still small and not quite ready to see the world. I was disappointed. I really wanted the stitches out so that I could go on my way without worrying about what would happen if labor started and they were still in. I thought I would have a better chance of a natural delivery if the baby was small plus I didn’t think I would have the baby immediately anyway. But the doctor knows better and now, I’m good with it. I prayed about it, I know God will work things out beautifully.


Sitting home makes the hours tick by really slow, but it is nice to sleep in. My bags are packed and I’m looking forward to this new chapter in our lives. This period allows me time to pray over the baby, over the delivery, and life thereafter, for quick healing, for energy, for good health and so on.

Mich stays a few more hours at school to get some help with his writing. Apparently writing makes him really miserable. When I spoke with his teacher she said, he is quick to grasp what is taught, happily answers questions, but the writing sessions are torture. She was pleasantly surprised that he passed his exams so well. This weighed me down for a while but after I prayed about it, the burden was lifted. I have to keep in mind that he is an individual with strengths and weaknesses. (Even though I can’t recall having choices when I was a kid; we all did everything without ifs, ands or buts). He is easily excited by outdoor activities, he will catch insects and name the parts, plant seeds and watch them grow but please don’t ask him to draw or write sentences. If everything at school was play and orals he would be top of the class, unfortunately life is not a straight line. He has to embrace everything before he can narrow down and he has a long way to go. Tuesday was sports day at school and he won a medal for coming 3rd in the 3 legged race. I am really proud of him.

In the mean time I enjoy my birthday today and thank God, another year is here and I am excited about what He has in store for me.

Happy Father's day

HOW?

How does he become a Man
Without a Man to show him how?

How does he become a father
Without a Father to show him how?

In school? - By the intellectuals?
On the streets? - By the seasoned?
In the bar? - By those who see double?

How?

They call Him Abba
Father to the Fatherless
He will show you how

Mjay

Been chilling

35 weeks today, woo hoo!

And what have I been upto? you may ask. Well, I have been partying: had a 3 day office retreat in the beautiful Lake Victoria Serena hotel - just off Entebbe road. Celebrated Sam's birthday and our 9th anniversary- went to the movies, then took a boat ride the next day to Buwunga and spent the day with MTN friends. Hosted family to lunch and tea at home and now am just chilling. My work contract is up, hopefully it will be renewed in the next financial year - July ..., in the mean time I will prepare for the debut of our little bundle of joy.
My comfy room at Lake Victoria Serena Hotel

A nice view
Team building

Tree house in the distance

Buwunga sunset.

I'm feeling good! Still have lots of energy, actually sitting home is cramping my style. I would have loved to work till the last day. I have put on quite a few pounds. Even on a healthy food, the weight piles on like I'm on a junk diet. I look forward to shedding this weight or rather it dropping off. I miss drinking soda, wine and eating french fries, cakes, doughnuts ... that is not to say I haven't fallen off the wagon from time to time but I have endevoured to steer clear for the most part. I must confess that I have been guilty of taking coffee lately, that aroma is irresistable.

Next week the stitches will be removed. I don't know what to expect from then on. When I asked the doctor if I would have to be on bed rest, he found my question funny. So, apparently not, life continues and we wait for the signs which should come sooner or later.

I'm excited! Looking forward to this baby. I wonder what he/she looks like - a whole new person is coming into the world, unique in everyway - that is exciting. It feels like being a mother for the first time - 6 years since I had a baby. I pray it all comes back to me.