Oma Mama Novels & Stories

I will have no choice than to be a single mom, I don't really have the strength trying to make a guy love him. I sighed before realizing I had traces of tears on my face. I wiped them off and laid on my bed. I shut my eyes and then opened it again and began staring at the ceiling. I kept on with this until after minutes, my eyes shut itself. ** " Mom, I'm sorry " My 5 year old little Amelia cried. " Come on it's fine. It's partially my fault. Do not worry baby, I'll protect you and take care of you without a father. I promise " 24 years old me said to my baby but she didn't stop the tears.

I hurried downstairs to find her standing over a heap of shattered mirror glass, her face deathly pale. Her appearance was changing right before my eyes. Not only did her skin quickly turn a sallow yellow, but the lines around her mouth deepened, and several spots appeared on her cheeks. In a heartbeat, she looked like she'd aged 15 years. I stifled a laugh. Karma was working overtime. When Mom saw me, her gaze was manic. She lunged at me, gripping my arms and shaking me violently. "Is it you? Are you doing something to me?" I blinked, feigning utter shock. "Mom, what are you talking about? Oh, my God! What happened to your face? All those spots… Are you having an allergic reaction to your s

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.

She quickly wrote back to him, telling him she was fine and they can be in touch for now. She scrolled further her mail messages, and didn’t find any personal messages till her eyes caught one. It was from her mother. Excitedly, she opened the message and found “hi” as the content of the entire inbox. Marie couldn’t tell if she was hurt or relieved that her mother still cared or that all she could say to her was just a “hi”. Marie spent another 30 minutes from one app to another, catching up on what she had missed in three weeks.

For a five years old they are too smart. "He even removed all mom's pictures in this house." Thea said. "But it's okay, mamu said that we just have to pray that dad will find another woman who will love us as well." She added. She smiled upon hearing that. Mamu is how they call Mrs. Fontanilla. "You are lucky actually. Even though your mom is already in heaven, I'm sure she is watching over you everyday." "Like a guardian angel?" Thea opened her eyes and looked at her with her eyes sparkling.

"Can you tell me what this is, Mama? It’s a…?" Mama’s eyes flickered to the card, her lips parting slightly. "…Apple," she whispered, her voice barely audible. The therapist smiled warmly. "That’s right! An apple. Excellent, Mama." In another corner of the room, a cognitive therapist worked on memory exercises, using familiar objects and scents to trigger recall. The process was slow, painstaking, but there were moments—tiny flickers of recognition—that gave the team hope. Mama’s journey was far from over, but they were committed to helping her reclaim as much of her life as possible.

Amara turns and faces Leila, putting a soft kiss on her forehead. When Mama is feeling happy, she is happy, when mama is feeling sad, she is sad and she doesn’t want mama to be sad. The aura around her grows even stronger as Leila squeezes her tighter.

Xiao Hui came out of his grandma’s arms and replied naively, “Grandma, Xiao Hui has grown 20cm tall and has gained 2 pounds weight, that’s what father said.” Mother Mo feigned surprise, “Really, My Xiao Hui has grown so much. Hmm, your dad deserves praise this time.” Xiao Hui was eagerly waiting to tell his grandma about his new mommy. Now that he got a chance, he excitedly spoke, “Grandma, do you know Xiao also has a mommy now? She is very beautiful and takes good care of Xiao Hui.” Mother Mo became wary hearing that. Everyone had just good words to say about that girl which made Mother Mo even more vigilant.

- amara mother laughed at her daughter and son . " Haha ..some habits never gonna change , aren't they .?"- amara father said dotingly .He loves amara ,pampered her a lot . " Mm ..stop that now ..and come on I will prepare something for you all "- amara mother said made her way to the kitchen . Amara didn't left Jor until he whining for back pain . " Baby sis please get down my back is painful ..ah ..not to say about my neck it's throbbing "- Jor whined .

With unsteady but swift movements, Mama moved towards Joel and engulfed him in a really tight hug, and he hugged her back. "My grandson, oh! my...." She broke the hug and cupped his cheeks, scrutinizing him properly. ".. You've grown so big and fat... I can't believe it's really you, Joel" She said. "Yes! Mama.. I'm here now" "Oh! dear! I've really missed you.." She suddenly frowned and took her hands from his face, and placed it on her face. ".. You're such a bad child. A really bad child, you abandoned me here in this big city all alone.. You don't even call to ask how I'm doing. You're a bad child" Mama said, feigning annoyance.