By that time, tears were rushing down my cheeks. God gave me beautiful names for my children, without me even cracking my head about it. I could not believe that I was standing there, looking at my two beautiful miracles. After a few minutes, the nurse insisted that I go back to my bed and rest. I protested that I still needed to bond with my babies.

“Miss Nkomo, you need all the rest you can get. These little people will consume all your energy. Your body is still shaken, so I will only advise you to rest while you still can”

I smiled faintly. 

“You’re right. So when can I start feeding them?”

“We have already started feeding them with formula”

My smile faded away.

“You were completely out of it, and the babies needed to eat. Something had to be done”

She explained. 

“Okay, I understand. So does that mean they will feed on formula their whole lives?”

She smiled.

“I mean, their whole lives as babies”

She laughed.

“I know what you mean. Look, we will deal with that when you are fit and ready to go home”

I nodded.

“Thank you, nurse”

I took a glance at my babies one more time, and walked away. When I got to my bed, Mommy was still sitting on the chair next to my bed. She jumped off her seat the minute I walked in. 

“Honey, did you see the kids? How are they?”

I smiled.

“They are fine, but they are so tiny”

She laughed as I jumped into bed. 

“They are new born babies, they are supposed to be tiny”

She sat down again.

“And? What did you see? Did you hold them?”

“Oh, I saw a very beautiful miracle before my eyes. I have even given them names already”

Her mouth hung open.

“Names? What are their names?”

I smiled proudly.

“The boy is Uyinkwenkwezi and the girl is Uyingelosi”

I could see tears in her eyes too as I told her the names.

“My goodness, where did you get such names?”

“I just thought of them when the nurse asked their names. My son is named Uyinkwenkwezi because I want him to serve as my light in the darkest hours of my life, and my daughter is named Uyingelosi because I want her to be my angel”

I passionately explained. 

“Wow. I am lost for words”

Mommy was so emotional. Daddy arrived, arguing that Mommy should go home and rest. She never left my side, ever since I was admitted. I hear there were times when she had to wait in corridors and waiting areas. Leaving was just not an option to her. 

“Mandy and the kids will be fine. There is really nothing much you can do for them anyway”

“Being here and being strong for them is important”

“You can do that from home, you can be strong for them from home”

“Daddy is right. Mommy, you really need to go home and rest”

She looked at me.

“Will you be okay?”

I nodded.

“I’ll be fine”

“Daddy, please call me if there are any changes”

She looked at her husband.

“There won’t be any changes. Go home and rest. I will keep you updated”

She got up.

“If you need me, I’m only a phone call away”

I smiled as she walked out. Daddy sat on the chair that Mommy was sitting on. 

“So, how are you?”

I cleared my throat.

“I’m fine, thanks. How are you?”

“I’m fine. I’m glad to catch you awake. You were asleep when I came to visit with the kids”

I nodded.

“I have informed the rest of the family. Sibusiso and his wife will be here after work, and Desmond is out of town on business, but he sent his love”

I maintained a smile, with little to no care in the world. We talked for a while, then he left. I must have fallen asleep, because Sibusiso woke me up. 

“Hey”

He slightly tilted his head to the right side. I smiled.

“Hi”

I sat up.

“How are you?”

He sat down, holding my hand. 

“I’m fine. Thanks for coming”

He brushed my hand.

“They are my children too, I had to be here”

I nodded.

“Mandy, I want us to try and get along, for the sake of the kids. Please, I want us to be the best parents to our kids”

“I want that too”

I softly replied. 

“Where are they? I want to see them”

I smiled wider, excitedly jumping out of bed. I wore my slippers and led him to where our babies were. They were now breathing independently from the oxygen supplies. They were both fast asleep. I turned to look at him, carefully studying his emotions through his facial expressions. He looked at me straight in the eye, with tears welling up in his eyes. 

“Meet your children. Your son’s name is Uyinkwenkwezi and your daughter is Uyingelosi”

A tear escaped his eye.

“This is the most beautiful gift anyone has ever given me. Thank you”

More tears streamed down his cheeks. Tips&Reviews