Baby

Baby

I never liked being called “baby”
A baby is a little human that needs someone else to survive
The first time a boyfriend called me “baby”, I hated it
I said, “My name is Mariam, and I’m not a “baby”
That didn’t stop him though
I was his baby, and that was it
Calling me “baby” seemed normal for him
and after a while, I let him be
I never called him “baby”, though
I never told anyone else not to call me “baby” either
I let them call me baby, babe, sunshine, sugar,
whatever made them happy
“Baby” still doesn’t do anything to me,
but I don’t hate it anymore
I don’t see it as special
I see it as familiar
And now, I use it too.
I guess I’ve been initiated
because I say things like, “My baby is calling me.”
Wow! Who would have thought I’d refer to a grown man as “baby”
Well, I’m your baby, and you’re my baby too

Mariam Shittu
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I’m Mariam — writer, explorer, observer of life’s quiet and loud moments. I started this blog in March 2017 as a self-discovery space, and over the past eight years, it has grown into a home for everything that moves me and hopefully, something that moves you too. Here, you will find poetry, reflections, travel stories, lifestyle pieces, motivation, inspiration and Lagos restaurant reviews all written with honesty and heart. Enjoy!

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