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Finally,my own baby 4
I got married to my husband in 2006, and although we were both married as virgins, it took another nine years before we were able to welcome our first baby, and I eventually bore the name Mother in December 2015. That period was the most trying period of my life, and I learned several things. One of the things it taught me was patience and longsuffering; as I developed these qualities, they have helped me with other challenges in my life. The thing about waiting for a child is that it is not just your problem. Everyone else can see the problem, which in itself is a problem as it…
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Consistently consistent
My daughter had a sudden break out of acne. It was everywhere. I mean everywhere on her face. And so I asked her about the activated charcoal soap I gave, she smiled and said it’s there🤦🤦. Am learning to ask teenagers more direct questions 🙄🙄🙄. So I said “are you using it?” She started laughing. I guess we all know the answer. She wasn’t using it. So I gave her mine. By the next day, she walked up to me very excited and said “mummy, it clearing”. I rolled my eyes and said “Duhh” (yes, sometimes I speak in their language 😁) But 2 days later, no progress on the…
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Finally, my own baby 3
I got married in the month of September 2009, got pregnant in November the same year but miscarried 2 months later. After the miscarriage, I did not conceive again till late 2010. This pregnancy was closely monitored. In the 6th week, late November 2010, my doctor, a consultant gynaecologist performed an ultrasound and noticed that my uterus was empty, he suspected that the pregnancy was ectopic and advised to go straight home, stay in bed and return the next day to see a consultant radiologist for a confirmatory test. Unfortunately, it ruptured the following morning and an emergency surgery was carried out. God saved my life because I lost so…
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Finding another baby…
Happy Mother’s day. As promised, here is our first story. It is a story of a journey of secondary infertility I had a difficult time after I had my first daughter. Labor was painless, delivery seemingly simple but two days after I started bleeding. I ended up in the ICU with a number of complications. I came out of hospital several days later a completely different person. Looking back, the trauma I experienced dealt with me but I didn’t realize just how much. The first and obvious sign of trauma was my aversion to going through the childbirth process again. At least not for the foreseeable future. I had…