I’m by myself at the nursery today. Johanna takes Lucas to a doctor. He needs to have his wound cleaned.
There is a baby who cries constantly. Chifuniro is a new little one; he arrived on Monday. He’s obviously disoriented and sorrowful. He’s around 6 months and just lost his mum who died from asthma. He had time to get used to her. I decide to carry him on by back as African mothers do. He falls asleep after pulling a big handful of my hair… I try to put him back in his bed but he starts crying again. I spend most of the day carrying him around… while changing, feeding and bathing other babies.
There is a baby who cries constantly. Chifuniro is a new little one; he arrived on Monday. He’s obviously disoriented and sorrowful. He’s around 6 months and just lost his mum who died from asthma. He had time to get used to her. I decide to carry him on by back as African mothers do. He falls asleep after pulling a big handful of my hair… I try to put him back in his bed but he starts crying again. I spend most of the day carrying him around… while changing, feeding and bathing other babies.