HHe is a month and 10 days old.
His name is Solomon Olawunmi Adefioye. His paternal granddad gave him the name.
By God’s grace, he is my first child.
Let me say it was interesting as I don’t want to say the other part. It was a confusing experience. If I felt pain this minute, it would subside the next minute. Eventually, I started feeling the pain continuously to the extent that I was unconscious of happenings around me at some point. I was in pains until I was delivered of my baby. I went into labour by 11am and I was delivered of the baby by 7pm. Because it was my first time, I thought I was going to spend less than one hour in the labour room. I didn’t imagine myself spending about eight hours in the labour room. In my pre-delivery thought, I would have returned home with my husband and baby within those hours and start doing other things. I don’t remember all that happened on that day because it was like I changed the drama at every given opportunity. I remember speaking different grammar. After I gave birth, those people around started making a joke out of the situation. I was even called a grammarian by one of the nurses.
No, my husband was not there with me. As a matter of fact, he wasn’t even around at all. He was busy with some other things. Like a Yoruba adage says, “A pregnant woman knows the month, but doesn’t know the date.” We didn’t know our baby was going to come on that day. It was even after I was delivered of him that he was called. He had to rush down to see his baby and me.