It’d been almost three months since Dimeji started school and I was finding a rhythm and settling into the rote. Daniel was also about four months needing more monitoring since he could now sit. That was the endless cycle. I had been on my super good wife behaviour for two weeks straight. I had not […]
It was Monday. I woke up feeling a sense of relief even though the day had not started. I even got up earlier than usual. Aunty Cecelia would clean the house while I dropped Dimeji at school. Even as my body protested, I got up to make food for my family. It was funny that
I heard keys shuffling at the door and sat up, startled. I must have slept off on the couch after putting the kids to bed. I picked up my phone and checked the time. It was twelve am. A man with a whole family was returning at this time. His food must be cold and
Each time I would talk to mummy, she would tell me that what I was doing was the right thing. “It’s not easy but neither is it easy for the man who drops all the money in the house. Do your role.” I got tired many times. Some women must have this submission and virtuousness
“So, you did the naming ceremony the next day after returning from the hospital? Vic said. “Yes o.” I was going to add that they made the plan without consulting me, which gave me no choice, but I remembered my new stance to make my marriage work and that included watching what I told anyone
Mummy and Jude got back late in the evening. They returned with a lot of food items and a ram. I opened the door for them and they could barely reply to me as they hurled heavy food items across the sitting room to the kitchen area. I had no idea of what was happening;
I felt a mix of emotions, the doctor said we could go home, but I didn’t know if I wanted to go home. I was doing better and the doctor said over the next few months I should be back to normal. The thing with being at the hospital was that I was reminded of
My baby had arrived. I was never trying this again and no one could tell me otherwise. I felt so sore, I couldn’t even explain it. We discovered that he was breached so we had to arrange for a cesarean section there and then instead. It made me relieved, no lies. My blood pressure had
The last time Jude came, nurse Sade was in the room and it seemed as if she was in a no-nonsense mood that evening. In this mood, I dared not argue with her, I swallowed my drugs as she instructed and did whatever she asked including dropping my phone and sleeping. “Mr Jude, have you
I’d been at the hospital for about a week now. If my life were to be a movie, not like I thought it could be a blockbuster, but the name of the movie would be something like, “Stripped Bare.” Mummy had called everyday all through the week, sometimes her pastor would speak to me on