I HAVE NO WOMB, yet I gave birth to twins.
My name is Omoshalewa, and my life has been a rollercoaster of emotions. Don’t let it shock you that I have what is called “TOKOPHOBIA.”
Yes, by that I mean I never wanted to have a baby, I am scared and each time I think about it, I become sick.
When I met Tunde in London, I told him I had a very delicate womb disorder, I mean, Uterine Abnormalise. As time goes on, it was discovered that I also have pelvic cancer. To save my life I was advised to go through a surgery and remove it. Before that I have had more than fifteen pregnancies that dropped prematurely.
Unfortunately Tunde, mu dear understanding husband, agreed. We were happy with our decision, and I thought I owe nobody any explanation for being childless.
Tunde was close to his mum and I know he might tell her because he couldn’t even come to me directly to invite me on a date. It was his mum who did the job.
Even on our second date, he has earpiece on where she was communicating with him on what to tell me. I fell in love with him because he was sincere with his feelings he just didn’t know how to say it. He was scared.
When Mama Tunde heard, she was devastated. Mama that was in Nigeria hurriedly came to the UK within few days.
She believed I was cursed and had sacrificed my womb to the d£vil. She tried to chase me away, but Tunde always defended me.
“Mama, she’s my wife, and I love her. Leave her alone!”
He would say. Their argument went on for weeks. Mama refused to eat my food and insisted I leave her son alone.
One day we were coming back from church, and Mama collected mic during the testimony time;
“Praise God. I want to thank God for granting my son victory over wick£d wife. She sacrificed her womb in her w!tch¢raft meeting. She was the reason why my son has been childless. But, I thank God today that the devil has lost the battle. Praise the Lord!”
She was shocked when the congregation didn’t responded to her chant. If I am your daughter will you have responded to such chant?
When we got home, it was another round of arguments between mother and son. He threaten to send the mother back to Nigeria. I started receiving d£ath thr£ats from my brother-in-laws. They promised to use Ogun to k!ll me.
He shoved their thr£ats and blocked all of them in my defense.
During the Xmas festival, we decided to come back to Nigeria to meet my parent. Even they they were against my decision, they still want me to keep praying for miracle baby. Which I will never do.
I b£gged him that it won’t be nice if we are in Nigeria and we did not visit his family house. I know it will be tough, but people will still blame me if we didn’t go. So I convinced him and he told me we would only spend just two days and that is all.
On the day we arrived the village, the mum ignored me and asked the younger sister to attend to us. I was left to do the house chores alone and Mama would shout at anybody who tried to assist me. It wasn’t easy but since I was brought up that way, it’s no longer a job.
All of a sudden I started hearing noise from Mama’s room. As usual, my matter has caused problem.
“Why did you bring this witch to your father’s house? Have you no shame? All your brothers are with not one kids but two, three and four. Shameless ido!t. Woman wrapper!
“It is my decision to stay with her. If we can’t have biological children, we can adopt. Mama, I have my life to live, leave us alone! You know what, when I am back, I and my wife will leave your husband house!”
My husband yelled at his mum again. Out of ang£r, the mum slapped him twice. He picked his phone, looked at me, blew me a kiss and angr!ly left the house.
“Go back to where you have been cag£d! Go!!”
The mother kept lashing at him. He was d£vasted.
Two hours time, we received a call that he was involved in a ghastly motor a¢cident. He collided with a coming truck. He was rushed to the hospital where he was pronounced d£ad.
It was a very wrong time to leave. It was like he placed a food in the midst of his enemies. Mama Tunde and the family didn’t spare me. They hired thugs to deal with me. The youth of their village gathered and chased me out of their village.
Tunde left me alone and heartbroken.
After life four years, I thought I’d never love again, but then I met Adebayo. He was also a widower. He told me his wife di£d at childbirth. The baby survived.
You want to asked why I didn’t go back to the UK? Tunde’s parent took everything. I sold the house in UK to start a business and bought a house here in Nigeria.
Adebayo was kind, gentle, and loved me for who I was. Contrary to all what BAYOs’ are known for, he was the opposite.
Before things gets serious, I told him about my problem and we both agreed, and our life will be peaceful. He has a baby boy, I will try to cater for him like mine.
One thing I love about Ade was that, he is a man of faith. He could pray for 24hours nonstop. He looked at me one day and joked;
“Shalewa baby, better start buying baby things, babies are coming.
We both laughed. It was really funny because I have no womb. He told his parent and there was no big issue about it. The parent were devoted CAC members. They acted maturely with the situation. The mum went as far as gave me lots of holy water and prayer points to pray in the morning, afternoon and in the evening. None of them was centered on childbirth.
But one day, my husband was celebrating his promotion when we hard a knock. Guess who? Mama Tunde app£ared at our doorstep, spewing venom.
“Ade, she’s a wit¢h! She’s ¢ursed! She sa¢rificed her womb!”
Ade didn’t believe her, but I was shaken. He didn’t even acted irrationally. He asked Mama Tunde to sit down, and offered her drink. Immediately I saw that, I left the room, but I could hear her voice.
Then, she narrated everything to Ade. He just kept nodding his head. It was time for vote of thanks. I heard my husband vividly well.
“Mama, thank you for your information. I know you care about me and didn’t want what happened to your son happen to me. It will not. I did not marry a murd£rer. As you see her, she is a mother to my son. And our children. Thank you Mama, you can go now ma.”
He didn’t say anything to me concerning the matter at all. Every lady deserve a good man like this.
So, one morning, I was getting prepared for the day’s work when I suddenly fell and was rushed to the hospital.
The doctor walked in with my husband with a very funny look on their face. He couldn’t say what he wanted to say. He left and came back an hour time.
“Not that the result of the test is not out, but I am yet to understand the science behind it. I will come back in the next one hour.”
He said and rushed outside. I asked husband, he couldn’t say anything. I started crying because I felt the cancer has returned. It’s not easy to lose someone you care absolutely so much about.
They kept me in the hospital for another two weeks and still didn’t tell me what was wrong with me.
One evening doctor came in again. This time, he came with two different doctors. At this time I sat down very well and screamed.
“I have never seen where Doctor is so scared to announce to a patient that she is dying of a chronic cancer. It’s no big issue. I have had it before, and I can have it again.”
They looked at themselves and smile.
“Madam, apologies for all the dramas. What came out of your test is something that is very strange and we were trying to logically studied the possibility. Over the weeks we tried to monitor the growth and it has been confirmed and established beyond every scientific and reasonable doubt that, madam, congratulations you are eight weeks pregnant.”
His words left me breathless. Like I varnished within myself.
“Omoshalewa, you’re pregnant!”
Ade whispered to jolted me back to life. This is not possible. This is not possible.
“That is not all madam Omoshalewa. You are not only pregnant, you are carrying two baby boys.”
The other doctor concluded. I fainted and they revived me back. Here is my deepest fear. Even though once in a while I wished I have a baby of my own, but the prayers wasn’t serious.
“Babe, after Mama Tunde came, I told God that evening that, for God to prove to them that you are a good person, He should give you a baby. But he does his wonders by adding one. It has been my desire to have a baby with you. I didn’t disturb you because I know your fears. You will be the best mother in the world.”
Ade revealed he had been praying for a miracle, a baby with me.
I gave birth this day last year. To everyone hoping for this kind of miracle, God will find you and bless your womb.
Amen.
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