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Changing Times

Before we  got our baby girl, we used to be quite spontaneous. We would decide over the weekend that we want a getaway to Naivasha and we would grab our bag pack and leave. However things changed when baby girl arrived. We still went out but our luggage was more.

Our first long distant trip was in April last year when Samara was 3months. I remember the luggage we had. 1 bag for Samara's clothes and another with our clothes.We had separately packed a heater, a basin, play pen with the mattress, ten thousand changing clothes, diapers, her own soap, lotion etc. We went there a year later and there was no heater, no basin, these were replaced with the hot water shower. My beloved held her as I soaped her and she survived the hot shower. The diapers and clothes were definitely less.

Last weekend we had travelled to Eldoret and this time round, there was still no heater, no basin, we shared the soap and  her lotion. Again, we thanked God for the instant shower. We let it run for a while to warm the bathroom, and Samara had a  great warm shower thanks to her daddy. Its so good to get here. No need to worry about food for a 19month old because she eats what you are eating. I ordered for her mashed potatoes and beef and she decided she would eat her grandma's fish and ugali. Her appetite was low and she fed mostly on water. How refreshing it is not to worry about some things. I remember the days we were weaning her. You need to ensure you can cook the porridge, have the baby's food cooked..I thank God for the different seasons in our lives.

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