My birthday is 22 days away. Yeah, I am one of those rare gems born in May and I have been opportune to be around for some decades. So I thought to share some of my experiences growing up with you all, one for each day till the 23rd of May. They will reveal
to you who I was, how I evolved to be who I am right now and who I am transforming to become.
I was in my mum's womb for a couple of months like every other foetus but I had a company, a female counterpart for that matter. I did not choose to be yoked with anyone. I guess science will call us dizygotic or fraternal twins, whatever that is. We got stuck with each other and couldn't get away from each other no matter how hard we tried . If we tried it , something bad will happen. It is either we come out as still births, low birth weight, or babies with multiple congenital anomalies and that will hurt mum.
We were left with no option than to stick with each other and managed to share the same space since we are going to be in this cubicle for the next 270 days at least.
You can imagine what happened when mum's EDD was approaching. We could barely wait a day more. We have been roommates long enough. Over familiarity they say breed contempt, so I could not wait to part with the boring mate who never spoke a word for 9 months. The best I got was periodic turning. Who does that?
Here comes the part where my underdeveloped masculine ego strove for expression. The big question had to be answered. "Who is going to come out first?". I am the man (Don't ask me how I knew our gender, please), at least I have the qualities inherent already. So I have to take the lead and show the way. I must blaze the trail. Please this is not about gender inequality. Don't even serve that on my table right now. Some feminist will insist, "Ladies first". Whether its courtesy or not, i don't care. I must just come out first. In fact I would say "Ladies first after men". Capish?
Guess what happened? While I was packing my bags for the final exist trying not to forget my part of the umbilical cord, my "flight" was delayed. I "arrived" late. For a whole Nine minutes. O boy! It seems like ninety minutes. A football match would have ended. She came out before me. Arhhhh! So painful. I suspect the midwife on duty that night. She must have had beef for my handsome look displayed from the scan. She must have a hand in this.
Anyways, I had to accept my fate, I became the younger one. Nothing can change that. I would have to live with it forever. The earlier I accept the truth the better for me.
Oh! Before I forget. Did I mention I had a female roommate? Sorry, I mean to say "Womb mate". Thanks.
Let me stop here. More to come about her in other series.
Check this space tomorrow.
Love y'all.
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