If I Could Turn Back the Clock

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I was at the medical centre on Friday for my monthly check-up. After three long years, I’m finally expecting another baby. It has been a long wait. Every month, my hopes were raised as high as a tsunami wave, but each time they crashed down on me, thirty-six times in all. I felt as if God was punishing me but I wished that He would punish me more severely in another way. One thousand days passed before a little seed grew inside me.

A lady with a big belly came in after me. She took a clear plastic bottle for the urine test from the receptionist, and then waddled to the toilet with a little boy of about three years clutching at her dress. The boy’s apple-like cheeks were smudged with chocolate and one hand was still holding on to a half-eaten bar with its wrapper all crinkled at the bottom.

He smiled at me as he walked past. I winked at him. He winked back, closing both eyes instead of one.

You liked to wink at me too, Jimmy dear, with both eyes closed. When you wanted something sweet from the fridge, you would open the fridge door and wink at me. With dimples flashing and eyes shining like diamonds, you looked so angelic. Without fail I would give in to your demands. Just one chocolate or a jelly was enough to have you jumping up and down excitedly.

When you wanted to get my attention, you would repeatedly say, “Mum, Mum, Mum, Mum…” even after I had answered you, “Yes, yes, yes, yes…”Each night after daddy and I picked you up from Grandma’s house, we would go home, and you would mutter “Mum, Mum, Mum, Mum,” as you...