I almost collided with a pregnant woman walking down Nairobi's Haile Selassie Avenue, her face glowing with the youthful fragrance of those so young menopause could as well be a mouthwash.
She had unprotected sex in a country crawling with bugs and where thugs bang on your door at midnight yelling, "Open up! Fungua!" In this country where teachers and nurses strike at the drop of a hat and a mooing cow could lose its innocence at a 'private clinic' in a flash, she allowed a tadpole to whiplash across her Atlantic and zap one of her prized eggs into life. Brave girl.