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I realized that I make a great mother; not the perfect mother, but I did also realize that I love children and I am easily attached to them.
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Overall, caring for this baby was quite an easy experience and it was not what I expected. I honestly thought I would be tired and devastated, and I thought the crying would have been unbelievably reckless and frequent.
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My friends and family were excited for me when Karim was brought into the picture... If I really had a baby, they would probably take turns killing me. My brothers pretended to not be excited, and my mom was somewhat ecstatic as she watched my parenting skills. She tried giving me pointers every five minutes as she kept forgetting that the baby is not real.
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Challenges with baby cont’d
I never requested for any help with Karim; I didn’t like it when my baby was not at most, 12 inches away from me. Everything, I did by myself. You could tell there was some serious attachment going on.
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Challenges with baby
I was most frustrated I have been with Karim was when I accidentally missed the head support. As I took him for a walk, he started to fuss; the fussing turned into crying, and as I fed him, I made one wrong mood and the crying turned into screaming. There was no one else outside but me, and for some reason, I felt this overwhelming embarrassment. There was no other way I could fix it but to wait till he starts crying. I thought to myself, “I’m going to fail.”
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daily life and routines, make way for baby
Taking care of this baby meant having to miss work, and lose sleep sometimes. Work has already messed up my sleeping pattern, so I thought “hey, waking up like 30 times isn’t as big as an issue because I could barely sleep at all.” Luckily, while I was sleeping, the baby gave me a lot of quiet time. The fact that my manager threatened to write me up because of this, frustrated me. If I were petty, I would have brought my child with me to work. Karim wasn’t really bothersome, he had his quiet times during my 40 minute showers, and when I traveled, but I thought he was quite a burden.
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‘Day in the Life of my Baby’
One of the days I actually went out with the baby was on a Sunday. I went out with a friend to Toronto; because the buses were running on a Sunday schedule, it was a very long travel period for us. Adults gave me a lot of looks… some of them were generous and most of them were looks of confusion and disgust. The funny thing is, when I went out, the baby was only fussy a couple times. It barely cried either… mostly because as soon as it started to fuss I chimed in before it made any more noise. The baby mostly wanted to be fed. I never really trusted anyone with my baby. Mostly because I didn't want them to mess up with the head support, and partially because I grew attached to my child.
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I wanted my son to be a boy… I am not sure why, but I just wanted a boy. Ethnicity was a big issue for me though. I did not want to be seen walking around with a white baby… plus my family wouldn’t like that.
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My baby’s name is Karim Yaw Osei. His name is Ghanaian and Arabic. The name ‘Karim’ means “noble and generous” and ‘Osei’ means “noble” also. Karim was born on a Thursday, so he was given the name “Yaw” which means “boy born on a Thursday”. I chose this name because I want my (real) son to grow up to know his Ghanaian heritage. I chose the first name Karim because I genuinely love that name.
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This is my life and my journey with my baby boy Karim. my name is Latoya and I am 16 years old, and this is my story.
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