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After ignoring my mother in laws drama, I had to plan and structure my life, like all good and fun things my maternity leave was over. I had to resume work and I wasn't ready to spend money on creche.
Ladies and gentlemen, I had to get a maid and was scared shitless, I interviewed about 7 maids, settled on a 22-year-old who had worked with children before but after routine medical tests, it was discovered she had Hepatitis B, Syphilis and Tuberculosis. I happily sent her away, the risks were too high, I welcomed Ono to my home. She was 20, a prayer band member of the Mountain of fire and Ministries Church, all round tongue speaking, natural hair (thread or Kiko carrying) Christian.
I would drop her and my baby off in the morning with my aunt and pick them on my way back. I really couldn't afford creche because my bills were piling and the fear of milk and diapers was the beginning of wisdom for me. I had to be wise and frugal with my expenses (we will have a post on being broke, drained and poor as a single parent)
Ono was an all-round hard worker, she particularly didn't like my aunt but who cares right. She came to me with an android phone that she always had in her hands any spare 5 minutes she had. I would find my baby crying and Ono would hurriedly hide her phone, pick up the baby when I walked into the room. I wasn't too upset because, if anything the girl was loyal. My aunt was a nosy person and kept prompting and promising her all sorts to know anything that happened in my house. This woman wanted to know who I was talking to, what I was eating if I was pooping a lot of things that generally weren't her business.
She spent approximately a month with me and one day mistakenly gave my child three times her dose of Vitamins and washed my baby's bottles with Dettol instead of sterilizing fluid. I was livid but still kept her until one evening I picked up her phone ( call me a snoop I don't care) and saw her messages to her boyfriend (Born Again things), complaining about him not loving her enough, how she missed him, she needed money and attention (apparently the chap was in Indonesia) plus she had quite the temper and my gossip of an aunt would not let me rest with her complaints about the girl so I let her go.
After Ono I had 3 other maids, then there was Zainab 24-year-old tailor who needed some money to help her business. My baby loved her, unfortunately Zainab was a snitch, she would give my aunt the low down daily, who came and went, how many times my daughter pooped, how many bottles of wine I and my friends drank, how much sleep I got at night, when I woke up to pray, how she found my dildo etc.
I noticed, my aunt had gotten a little more rude and snobbish to me, I didn't think much about it until I was accused of giving my child alcohol to drink which was impossible. Zainab denied it, my aunt was the only relative I had in town so if she decided not to help I was grade A screwed. Eventually, I set a trap for Zainab, she messed up and it was adios amigo.
I'm working towards doing a post on depression, drugs and alcohol especially when one is grieving past mistakes and life in general. It's hard not to get hooked on the bad stuff but I've learnt that the devil will use your situation to make your life more miserable if you let him ( This is a discussion for another day)
Eventually, I got a maid I put the fear of God in her, saved money for creche and that ended my aunt's nosy career. So, word had gotten out about my situation and friends, enemies came in their droves. I was the topic of discussion at many gatherings, we lived in a small town so the gossip was juicy everywhere I turned whispers followed and then like thief in the night Depression set in and became a landlord of my life.
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