PHOTO: Daddy's little princess, Amaka
I came back home last Sunday after completing my first semester’s exam.
My School’s exam lasted for almost a month with lots of extra assignments and activities. I remember how we felt so drained after our last paper on Applied Thermodynamics. I can’t forget the happy look on @starstrings01, @monioluwa, @hepziba and @temibot who are also my coursemates.
Even after our exams, we still had to wait behind for our Electrical Engineering project defence and I must tell you, it didn’t end well. All of this and many more were reasons why I decided to take a short break off my school’s environment and like we all say, No better place than Home.
No place like home is the popular phrase but for me, suddenly my home seems empty without my beautiful baby, Amaka.
Amaka, my next-door neighbour’s child aged 2 years is one reason why I loved to go back home every time. Right from when she was a little baby, we just had this unexplainable bond. She never cried whenever I carried her and most times slept peacefully in my arms. She always made me feel special, especially with her warm smile. On several occasions, she had rejected other people from carrying her away from my arms and that always me smile.
PHOTOS: Images of Amaka as a baby
Yes! I love carrying babies. They are just so cute, peaceful and they remind me every time of the pictures I have of my future kids, especially my twins. I got the trait from my Mum who is an expert Nanny. The truth is I never had a younger sibling. I remember always crying for a younger Sister when I was still very young. I’d always thought making babies was one very easy process until I grew up. This, however, made me love babies. I can practically carry them all day without food as far they are comfortable.
Amaka, as I proudly call her my princess just has her way with me. She is so intelligent and in no time, she started walking and soon could run from one place to another. She would always run from her room and come knocking on my door every morning shouting “Brother!! open the door for me”. She would wait there till I come and when I don’t answer fast, start crying.
Many times, she would come in and go straight to sit on the chair and cross her legs like an adult while carrying her doll baby. We played together and she always loved watching the television even though she couldn’t understand. I practically watched her bloom in my hands. She started pre-school in no time and will sometimes bring her books for me to see.
Oh!! Sweet memories running through my head right now with a big smile on my face. How I wish I could just rewind time, pause it and enjoy those moments once more.
Everyone loved her especially because she was so cute and intelligent. She easily grabbed words and could run small errands. She soon started calling my name Alex with her baby accent and that always made me laugh.
PHOTOS: Pictures of my friend Esther, Amaka and I
I remember showing these pictures to some of my friends in school and they always end up asking me if she is my daughter. Some said she looks very much like my friend and me and still don’t believe she is my neighbour’s daughter.
Earlier today, I came out of my door hoping to hear her run and jump into my arms but no one came. Even the gentle breeze seized for a moment. I walked down to her door only for me to remember with pain in my heart that her parents had relocated to a faraway city.
Yes, I heard they moved while I was still in school.
I have made several attempts to reconnect with her parents but most times it fails due to poor network issues in many areas here in my country.
PHOTO: Picture of Amaka sitting with me
My memories still play this trick with me sometimes, I sometimes hear her laugh and run around the house. I guess it’s my memories reminding me of how much I miss her and that good things don’t last forever😪
I miss my little princess, even the house feels empty without her. I guess this is the way it also feels when you lose the ones you love. She is all I’ll be missing😍
I am confident she is safe and sound in the hands of her guardian angels.
I guess it's true when they say a home is not just defined by people but by having our loved ones around us.
She will forever be Daddy's Little Princess ❤
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Sorry bro you have to move on, I also have a little boy like that. He is my cousin, right from when he is a baby this boy always stay calm and won't cry no matter who carries him. He is loved by everyone who carries him. Since last year he has been spending the weekends with us, even holidays,and he is still coming today.
I do much love the kids😍.
Stay strong brother.
Thanks a lot my brother for your kind and relieving words.
Send my love to your cousin and do enjoy every moment you have with him cos I think that's what matters most.
Much love man😍
❤❤❤
Absolutely beautiful😊
I feel the same sense of loss when I see kids I practically raised and the bond we had when they were babies no longer exists.
There's a twins in my neighborhood, I was their favourite person when they were toddlers, they'd spend the whole day in my house and wouldn't want to leave, nobody could separate us, not even their mum. I used to take them home and hide until they cried themselves to sleep before I snuck out. Now they're almost as tall as I am and have no memories of those times. They moved not so far away but school also took me away from them. I have a lot of nicks today because of the different names several other babies I loved called me. We move on but keep the beautiful memories in our hearts.
If it isn't my beautiful sister-in-law @sekani
Where have you been hiding since😂
Yeah, I can easily relate too. I had another similar experience too but like you said, we just have to move on but keep their beautiful memories in our hearts.
I guess that's all I get after giving so much love😪
Thanks for your kind words and for also sharing your experience with me. Much love, my sister-in-law😍
😂😂 wt! The real sister-in-law must not get wind of this please.
Anytime😊
Who be dis fake sister-in-law wey no wan no en place??
Forget jawe..we don already marry you for our brother @monioluwa.. No foor jawe😂😂
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Sorry to hear about that.
That's just life for you. Nothing is constant.
What I'll just advise you do is to find solace in your other princesses. Especially those ones that are, in your own words, "practically your sisters".
All will be well eventually brother.
Yeah, nothing in life is constant. I guess I will keep learning it the hard way.
Lol😂😂 I have no other princesses oo. No spoil me abeg.
Thanks for your kind words man. Much love😍
You don't have to learn the hard way. You can condition your mind not to get too attached to current situations. That's what I do most of the times.
And now that I think of it, I think it's more of a defense mechanism I use to shield myself from hurt. Don't try it. Keep learning the hard way. It's the right way.
You and I both know that's not true, but I'll make no further comments on the matter.
Anytime bro.