a birth and a heroin's day

i would rather sound different that on this day i will take time not to celebrate the born child but rather the mother to the child.i know it sound awkward that on my birthday i would rather celebrate my mum but then the only thing thats not supposed to sound awkward is the translation of the bible and not really the homily. i wanna celebrate the mother that was faced with too many choices that would have written a different story for my eulogy but then she choose the hard way.she choose the pain of labour and the hardship of 4kgs in her tummy something that she wasnt really sure of but hoped for the best. i wanna celebrate the courage to push and push on even when i was not making it easier to tear myself out of her.she still chose to endure a sizable head pushing out of her even when a different choice would not really be as much painful. i wanna take time to celebrate the pain of a mother that my mom chose to go through even when she wasnt under any obligation to go ahead with it.a pain she freely took knowing very well that she was not expecting any payment. today i take the time to celebrate a heroin.a woman who took me when i was nothing,one who never looked at what i was but what i could be,one who never got discouraged because i was learning fast.one that saw me wet my pants and with a smile changed me into comfortable clothing. i take the time to celebrate a heroin who spent sleepless night because i wasnt feeling asleep.one who i nagged with my screams all through the night but she always made me suckle her breast to my sleep, a woman who was always willing to give up her all because of my sound sleep. i take the time to celebrate a heroin who tore her most favourite lessoh just to hold my shit together.a woman who despite all her commitments and the responsibilities she had as a woman she literally put her life on hold just because mine had started. i take the time to celebrate a heroin in all aspect of heroism.a woman who sacrificed her all,her smile for my tears and her tears for my smile. i know i cant really say enough about her but mom on this my birthday i celebrate the woman behind my being born and the heroism potrayed in bringing up a man worth my stature. forever indebted to you mom. happy birthday to me and happy heroin's day tou you mom with love for nancy wanjiru