Life Is Just Not Kind - Final Book

Chapter 62

-MIHLALIKAZI MBANA TSHAWE

When I wake up I'm in a hospital bed and my head is pounding painfully. The last time I ever fainted was when I was pregnant with Isipho so right now I'd really like to believe anything but that. I cannot possibly be pregnant, at least not now. I spot my husband standing by the window looking out, I clear my throat and he turns instantly. He smiles and I can't help but smile

"Sthandwa sam"

He says walking over to me

"What happened?"

I ask him and he sits beside me

"Doctor said your pressure is too high, I think it's because of what Bayanda may have told you and also because you 3 months pregnant"

He says, I sigh heavily unable to hide my disappointment

"You just have to knock me up don't you"

I say and he chuckles

"I guess my sperms are that strong"

He says and I chuckle rolling my eyes

"That is not all"

He says and I frown

"It's triplets"

He says. If you asked me what a jaw dropping moment was, it would definitely be this moment right here. What am I going to do with 5 children? Guys I am not Sinokuhle Mtwa, I can't do that whole thing of mothering a lot of children. I grew up in a big family and honestly I only ever wanted 2 kids.

"What?"

I ask because I feel as though my ears are deceiving me. I cannot possibly be pregnant with 3 children! Is my womb even big enough?

"Doctor said she's going to keep you here for a while until you and the kids are out of danger"

He says, I hear everything he is saying but my mind is on the whole being pregnant with 3 kids. How the hell will I handle 3 kids? Isi was a job on her own and now there's more coming?

"Sthandwa sam please don't cry"

He pleads holding my hand tightly

"We going to manage"

He assures me

"How are we going to handle 3 infants Bandile?"

I ask crying and sobbing as reality starts to kick in

"Bhabha please, we can do this. I will be with you every step of the way"

He says with so much assurance I almost believe him. He kisses my hand and just then the doctor walks in, her expression switches up to concerned almost instantly

"Is everything ok?"

She asks and I shrug

"Either than the fact that I'm pregnant with triplets. I don't know"

I say sobbing and she chuckles

"Mrs Tshawe you need to take it easy. You can't stress in your condition"

She says and I sigh

"I can't not stress, how will I carry three children in my womb?"

I ask

"You won't be carrying any if you continue to stress. My job here is to ensure that you are able to carry and give birth to 3 beautiful babies so please Mrs Tshawe"

She says and then walks over to me

"How are you feeling?"

She asks me all these questions and then tells my husband that he can't stay because a nurse will be back to give me pills to calm me down and the pills will put me to sleep.