Baby Stories

i think i forgot to tell you this crazy stories about women and their children. One day we were on the way to juvenile and all the people were getting into the matatu. some lady had a baby and then the matatu conductor asked me if i was holding the baby. i just gave him this funny look and said no. i didn't think much of it until that afternoon. dominic told me that under no circumstance should i ever hold anyone's child on a matatu. b/c sometimes women give you their child and then get out and never come back. i guess they can't take care of the baby and don't know what to do. and sometimes, dominic says, the child can even be dead b/c they don't have money to bury it. so you could be left standing with a corpse. so crazy and sad! there's always little kids in kibera that are carrying babies on their back (tied on with fabric) and i always wonder where the parents are. i thought this was the case with this girl i saw yesterday b/c she had something wrapped in a blanket on her back, but then i found out it was a stuffed animal.

we went back to BOLM, the children's home yesterday. these children are so precious. we played games with them and had them color paper plates and cut them into spiraling mobiles. they were running around letting the wind twirl and spin them. they are much better behaved than a lot of the kids i see and so polite and good at sharing. it took ages to get there and 2 hours to get back b/c of traffic. i think we just absolutely wiped matt out. but despite that it's so far away, i want to go back.

i've had my first experience of a matatu dying and having to be pushed and we had another little fender bender with a car. the tally is up to 4 now. maybe by the end, i'll be at at least 10.