I almost became a Father.
Six years ago, I almost became a father. True story. By now, you'd be calling me Baba James because I had already named the kid James after a friend of mine (who shall remain nameless to protect the innocent). As a first-time husband and almost-father, I had no clue what I was doing. So, naturally, I relied heavily on the advice and wisdom of others. One fine day, a friend urgently told me to get my wife to the hospital ASAP and not to worry about the bill. We hopped on a matatu and made our way to the hospital. What started as a normal day quickly turned into an emergency. My wife, who walked into the hospital, was soon being wheeled around in a wheelchair, and at one point, we had a bloody floor situation. It turned out to be an ectopic pregnancy. Not funny. I hear the pain is equivalent to having your balls squeezed for 30 seconds. Painful! Later that day, we went into surgery. Unfortunately, the pregnancy had ruptured, and we lost the baby. It was devastating. And last night, I...