"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade" Is a popular saying. That is meant to uplift you in times of misfortune and adversity.
But for how long will I make lemonade?
What will I do when I get sick of the taste of lemonade and want just orange j...
Placing yet another balloon in my mouth my eyes shift to the hallway at the sound of feet. I turn my head and my eyes meet Jamarion's, we give each other a knowing look and a low hiss comes from me.
Nuh tell mi seh this a yah pickney wake up.
We stand still for a while waiting for his entrance into the living room that doesn't come. Confusion fills me and I turn to look at Jamarion he shrugs before dropping the things in his hands and makes his way to the room.
"Don't go round there" I warn and he laughs.
"Yuh know the minute yuh step inna the room even if he is sleeping and we just a imagine things he's going to be up and ready the minute yuh open the door" I explain and he laughs even louder and I roll my eyes at him.
"Let us just finish this quickly before he wakes up please"I plea and a smirk forms on his face slowly as he sidesteps in the direction of the hallway.
"Mi swear Jamarion if yuh guh round deh mi and yuh fight inna a this todeh"I threaten earning a raised eyebrow from him.
"Ahh bet" He dares and I hiss turning away from him.
A ramping him a look and mi too tired fi that inna the day yah, we have some much that we haven't done and mi tired already.
He moves back to what he was doing previously chuckling every now and again annoying me. Ana hasn't reached yet and with so much to do, I need her to keep me grounded and on the list we made.
I step back and admire the finishing look of the living room, a smile spreads wide on my face at the results. To think that I was iffy about it coming out this nicely, it fits so perfectly in the little room we have in the house after Jamarion moved around a few things.
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"Mi nuh know why we didn't set it up outside instead of us moving it out there later" He grumbles and I turn to look at him, giving him the stink eye a hiss leaves me and I turn my attention back to the piece of art in front me.
My baby is 1, one year ago I was in so much pain that I thought I wouldn't make it. Maleek's birth was one of the most traumatizing experiences of my life and the fact that I had no family to receive comfort from made it even worse.
"What else do we have left?" Jamarion inquires as we move about the living room getting rid of the trash.
"The cake, pizza and ice-cream needs to be picked up, also his clothes" I count off on my finger and a stressed sigh comes from him.
"A swear yuh seh this was just a little get together" He complains and I stare at him reserving my nasty comments, instead I give him a forced smile as I tilt my head to the side.
