I Trusted That My Children Were Safe at Home While I Worked in Westlands, Until the Day I Noticed the Changes That Made Me Question Everything

My name is Beatrice Mwikali, and I live in Nairobi with my two children, Samuel, a ten-year-old boy from my Kikuyu side, and Amina, a bright seven-year-old girl from my Swahili husband’s family. 

I work full-time as a marketing manager at a company in Westlands, and for years, I believed that my children were well cared for when I wasn’t around. 

My husband, Juma Omar, assured me that everything at home was fine, and I trusted him completely. Little did I know, the reality was far from what I had been told.

It all started when I noticed small changes in my children’s behavior. Samuel began acting withdrawn, hesitant to speak about school, and Amina, usually cheerful, started refusing to eat lunch at home. 

I initially assumed they were just going through a phase, but something in my motherly instincts told me that something was wrong. 

I tried talking to them, but both children seemed fearful, and their answers were vague. I realized that I couldn’t ignore my gut feeling—there was more happening behind the scenes than I had imagined.

One afternoon, while checking their school reports from Ridgeview Primary in Kilimani, I noticed that Samuel had been frequently absent without explanation. Amina’s grades had suddenly dropped, and there were remarks from her teachers about missed assignments. 

Alarm bells rang in my head. I had assumed that Juma was supervising their education while I worked long hours, but now I began to question whether he was truly paying attention. The thought that my children might be neglected filled me with both fear and anger.

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