On the 7th of April, we welcomed our Baby Zara to the (real not womb) world. Indeed it was a day of remembering God’s awesomeness – how a human being can come out of another human being is just mind blowing. That birth story is for another day.
Anyways, at some point, we started noticing that she wouldn’t fall asleep except someone was carrying her. In the words of the Yoruba people, “owo ti fe mo lara”. That was not acceptable and it needed to be fixed. Continue reading