Dotted lines

BY BETT Folk get into romantic relationships not knowing how to read their partners.  This wouldn’t be a pain if we all had the cajones to use our words to express how we feel. But relationships, human relationships, are simply not measured and cut along such dotted lines. We are

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Lessons from the pump

BY BETT One of the things they don’t tell you you will be doing a great deal of as a new mum is expressing your breast milk. Yeah, sitting down with a breast pump and emptying your breast milk into a bottle.  There is something undeniably primitive and animalistic about

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Early days: a Diary

BY BETT Sunday 6 September 2020. 2147hours Muna came to the hospital earlier this afternoon. She came to see me and to meet Njeeh. Big sister, baby brother – my daughter meeting my son, that’s something of a solar eclipse. There was no one I was more excited for to

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He came

BY BETT Well, he came. Our son came. I am writing this from my bed, my back propped against pillows on the headboard. He breaths in steady and deep in his bassinet next to me, I can tell he is dreaming. I spent copious amounts of my afternoon moisturizing him

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Post Malone

BY BETT KINYATTI Muna started school last January. On the morning of her first day, GB, Nanny Viv and I

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At 24

BY MIKE MUTHAKA Twenty-four feels like a cocktail of exhaustion and excitement. Twenty-four has less moral guilt about sex. It has more numbers in my phone book. Less schoolwork. More bodaboda rides. Less hair. More cocktails. Two years ago, I was sitting in a Communication and Culture class in campo,

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