Introduction:
Marriage, they say, is the beginning of a new chapter. But sometimes, it’s also the start of an unexpected journey—one filled with joy, pain, lessons, and growth. This is part two of my story, where I share the challenges I faced in the early days of my marriage and the surprising turn my life took. Join me as I recount the twists and turns of my journey into marriage and motherhood.
We got married, and I was filled with joy. I told myself that this marriage must work—after all, no woman hopes her marriage won’t last. We got home, and our journey began. We decided to spend two days at a hotel to rest from the wedding stress. Little did I know, that would be the last day I would experience marital bliss with the man I thought loved God.
My journey into this experience began in the very first week of our marriage. It was exactly Saturday, the week I became a “Mrs.” We woke up... did we pray together? Honestly, I can’t remember. But what I do remember is that he dressed up early, told me he was going out, and I responded with, “Go out? You can’t leave me all alone in the house!” He just looked at me and pushed me aside. My mouth dropped open, but I allowed him to leave. He came back that evening and said, "Don’t you ever try what you did this morning again—blocking me from leaving." I said, "No problem." The next thing I knew, he went into the guest room, where we had placed all our wedding gifts. He started smashing the breakable items. I was terrified, tears streamed down my face, and I immediately called my father. At that moment, I realized I had entered a situation I wasn’t prepared for, but I made up my mind not to tell anyone.
The next day, Sunday, my parents and siblings came to visit. I was happy, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell them what had happened. We chatted, laughed, ate, and eventually, they left. That night, he apologized, and of course, I forgave him. We tried again. I forgave him because I remembered when we went on our first date. He shared all his shortcomings with me, and I told myself that no one is perfect. We all have our flaws, and we need each other. So, no matter what, I decided I would support him, even though it wasn’t easy.
Love became a mystery to me—one where you endure abuse, particularly verbal abuse. It wasn’t funny, and oh my God, it was painful. But despite it all, I found out I was pregnant. My first pregnancy experience was a mystery in itself. I didn’t even know I was pregnant at first, especially since I was still carrying heavy loads. Imagine a pregnant woman carrying two 25-liter kegs of water, just because she didn’t want to stress her husband who was working. It became a norm for me, but when the effects caught up with me, it was something else.
It was a Saturday, a day I usually worked in shifts, but this particular Saturday was supposed to be my day off. My cousin had asked for my help since she wouldn’t be around. I forgot to mention—I work with one of my big cousins in Ojota. I was on my way to work when I started feeling intense pain. It was so severe that I had to lie down at the office. I managed to get home, but I couldn’t sleep at all. He got scared and called my parents. The next morning, before 7 AM, my parents arrived at our house. They must have left around 6 AM to get to me. They found me rolling on the floor in pain, and immediately took me to the car and rushed me to our family hospital. My husband didn’t join us right away, but he later came. The doctors ran some tests and confirmed that I was pregnant and had been carrying too much heavy load, which had affected my sides. I was admitted for treatment and then went back to my parents' house for proper care.
This happened in June, one month after our wedding. I stayed with my parents until August, when my husband came to pick me up. And so, my journey into motherhood began... Stay tuned for the next part.
Closing Thoughts:
Life has a funny way of throwing curveballs at you, even when you least expect it. But through all the challenges, I’ve learned that resilience, support, and love—despite the hurdles—can carry you through. Stay tuned for more as I share the next chapter of my journey into motherhood.
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