The day my parents walked out of Mowbray Maternity. That was my birthday. That was a start of a new life for them. This meant new beginnings for all of us, including the rest of my family members – so they thought. However, they had not planned. This was a problem for them.
Seeing this beautiful girl in their arm just made everything feel like a fairy tail. Everything was just perfect and they did not have a care in the world, but for ME – little did they know. A day came when reality struck them. Life was hard and they were still recovering and adjusting to the post apartheid era. They had to think of ways to raise this young baby they had brought into this world. It was all a big story.
They had to work harder and bring back money to raise me. They had to think of the perfect ways to enforce discipline on me as I grew older. Expenses became higher; I had to be enrolled to a school, they had to buy textbooks and had to pay for me to get to school. This was all new to them because once again they did not plan.
Parenthood is a mission and a life changing journey. One needs to take into consideration all of the factors involved in raising a child. Life does not become the same again – in fact it can become a nightmare of a fairytale. People need to plan and not live for today’s perfections and ignore what the rest the story of life holds.