I started looking out for another relationship and that was when I met Dele. He was everything Dayo was not. At the time I met Dele, I was used and emotionally traumatized but he took my confusion away and soothed my emotions.
“Trust me Seyi, give me your heart and I promise you I will never hurt you” Dele said, starring into my eyes with such deep passion and love. I did just ‘that and Dele healed my heart. With Dele by my side, I had the courage to finally break loose from Dayo. Of course, Dayo tried to win me back but my mind was made up. I told Dayo that it was all over between us and that I wished him luck in his next relationship.
Stay with me Seyi and I will make you the envy of other women,” Dele said to me. I nodded, thanking my stars for meeting a knight in shining armour like Dele. We got married few months later, precisely three months after my graduation. To me, my life had just started; I was married to the most wonderful man on earth and I loved him with all my heart. He in turn has promised me love, faithfulness and protection, what more could I ask for? My marriage was so much fun and bliss but for a snag! I was unable to get pregnant as I expected. Immediately I concluded my National Youth Service, I relaxed to have a baby whilst working in a bank. One year passed and then two years and then three years. I simply couldn’t get pregnant, I became worried.
“Don’t worry my love” Dele would tell me whenever I started worrying.
“God will surely bless us with a baby soon,” he would say.
“But darling, when will the baby come? I have been trying for three years now,” I would complain.
“This is not the time for you to question God. Darling, believe God and He will make it come to pass” my husband would tell me, I would continue weeping whilst thanking God for giving me such a wonderful man. Our search for a baby continued until the next year. I had become so resigned to my fate that I was not even paying attention to my body to notice if there were changes.
I continued to do all my chores as well as concentrating on my work. In fact, I pushed myself hard so as not to be engrossed with my desire to have a baby. I was involved in practically all church activities to keep busy. One Saturday, while cleaning the chairs inside the church in preparation for the service the next day, I fainted and was rushed to the church clinic. “You have to very careful madam, in fact I recommend that you stop all strenuous activity so as not to hurt the baby growing in your womb”, the doctor, a kind looking man in his 50s told me and my husband.
