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Being the first and only child of my parents was one of those things I didn't really like most especially while growing up. In those days, while people were having fun time with their siblings, I used to be alone playing with myself and my toys. And as a result of this, I was always feeling alone and lonely without having anyone to play with most especially at night when all the young children in the neighborhood and at school might have gone home to be with their parents and siblings.
Though, in those days, I used to have good time with my parents, most especially my mum, but there's nothing you can compare the younger ones playing together with, but what can I do when my parent had no opportunity to have a second child.
Though, I always thought they had the opportunity to give me a sibling, but that they refused, but it's later I got to know that, it's not their fault but for the delay in conception which can happen to anyone.
So, while growing up, I have no experience of how people live and relate with their siblings and this was so hard on me that I just have to live with my parent. Though, I really enjoyed their total attention, but not like I would have wished. There's a time a guy in my class when I was in SS2 share his experience about how he used to relate with his siblings.
He said atimes, they have misunderstanding and that in the space of hours, they were seeing together again. When I heard all these and other way they have been relating, I felt emotional and on my getting home, I went to my mum and asked him as to why my own siblings are not coming forth, but her response was that of hope that, in few months time, God would do it. So, that's served as my consolation that day.
But, years after years, my mum was unable to conceive and for this reason, my hope of having a younger one as a sibling was fading till I grew old. Though I was of the great expectations that, if she's still alive she would give birth, but guess what, I totally lost the hope when I lost her to the cold hand of death and since then, the hope of having a sibling got buried with my mum.
So, I was left alone and had to carry my cross as the first and only child of my parent, though, maybe I would have got a sibling from another woman who would have been a stepmother had it been my dad got married, but my dad refusal to get married left me to be his only child till today.
So, because of what has happened to my mum with her sudden death and my dad refusal to get married after her death, people were always advising my dad to hasting my education so as for me to get married on time. This was actually what my dad did to me and immediately after my first degree, I got married to a lovely long time friend of mine. So, immediately after the wedding, my wife got conceived and after 9 months, she gave birth to a bouncing baby boy named Zion.
But on the naming ceremony day, my dad was moved with emotions. Seeing his offspring after all that has happened to him. He was stirred with emotional feelings within him and he could not even control the tear of joy rolling down his cheek, though, he later told me he had a mixed feeling that day, just because of the absence of my mum. But all was of joy after all, he has been consoled by the coming of Zion to the world.
So, years after, I gave birth to another baby, but this time around, a bouncing baby girl named shekina and seeing both Zion and Shekina playing together always shows me what I missed being the only child of my parents.
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