Near to Tears without my Twin Girls

So I decided to fast this Monday too. I got up and had hot chocolate tho (I drink during my fast) because no one wakes me up for the early breakfast – wouldn’t want to be up at that ungodly hour anyway to eat bread, porridge and tea, I’d rather sleep lol.

Class went pretty well, altho I felt so sleepy from my Sunday outing. After class, I tried to rest a little before heading out for La Poupponiere. I arrived there and as usual found a baby who was crying and fed him. Feeding time was basically soon done, and I went to the 5^th room as usual, to change my twin girls – Ousseynatou (#33) and Assanatou (#34).

This is me standing in the cinquieme chambre with my two lovely twin girls only in June

Only problem was they weren’t there – instead there were these other twins – like newborns basically in their crib spots. I flashbacked to when I was feeding a baby a few minutes before and saw a tiny baby bottle marked #34 and thought Assanatou drinks from a bigger baby bottle than that now. So it clicked that these new twins had taken my twins’ numbers. But where were my babies? I thought maybe they had gotten too big and were now downstairs with the older children (7 months up).

Ousseynatou after eating :)

Confusion was clearly etched into my face as I asked the other workers were my twins were. But they all told me the same thing – they were gone. Gone? How could that be? I didn’t see anyone coming to visit them who looked as if they would adopt them. Where could they have gone?! Turned out that their parents had come back for them on Saturday. I still couldn’t believe and thought it was a huge prank they were playing on me. But after searching all the rooms, I had to accept the truth. My twins were gone. And with their parents no less. I didn’t even know they had parents – but I was told that the mother was really too sick to take care of the babies and she was forced to leave them at La Poupponiere. What had me on the brink of tears was that nobody knew the mother had gotten better – she just came back on Saturday and disappeared with the twins – no warning! So I didn’t get to say goodbye to my baby girls L

Ousseynatou is forever in my heart

I made sure I kissed all my other babies this time when I was leaving work because I refuse to take any more chances. Amira (who has now become attached to the cute little ones and so will work with me for the rest of this week) and I thought to cheer ourselves up with begne. The plan was to buy some and carry home to have after breaking the fast – only problem was, we couldn’t find anyone selling begne – so I went home even more disappointed.

 That night I walked uphill and exercised my butt off before breaking my fast – but I still couldn’t help feeling cheated of my goodbye. Hope they have a good life with their family tho – that’s a lot more than most of the other babies there have now.

Goodbye my lovely Assanatou <3