Nigerian lady narrates how her in-laws abandoned her and her children after her husband's death because she is from 'Ngwa' tribe in Abia state.
The Nigerian lady wrote;
On this day , four years ago , I removed my mourning cloths. See me looking hungry and unkept. In fact I was even glowing here...lol
Let me share something God did .
My pastor's wife had advised me not to have my baby while mourning . that I should try and remove the mourning cloth before baby comes.
OK, baby's date was Oct 4. My late daughter was born on Oct 5th.
I prayed and cried before the alter that God brings my baby before October. I asked that my baby comes ending of September as I was even tired of everything.
After three months of mourning and I had fixed the Thanksgiving date for Sept 18th. So I could prepare for baby's arrival .( working with doctor's timing )
One afternoon, I started crying while singing, questioning God . I cried and slept off.
In a trance kind of, I was told to remove my mourning cloth that weekend. I woke up, wiped my tears and put a call across to inform the church that I have changed my mind on the date. As it would be done that weekend.
Guess what, I removed my mourning cloth on 4th September and had my baby a week after 12th Sept. ( God's timing)
If i hadn't listened, I would have had my baby while mourning as I had already fixed on 18th Sept.
Even God knew I had a great child in me and didn't want him tied to mourning tradition.
Thank you God for how far I have come.
I am here to return all the glory without reservation.
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
#Speaking my truth
#Jassiel'sWeek
#thanksgiving
A week later I had my king. My great man came through.
I put a call across to his dad's parents to tell them I had given birth to a son for Obi.
I called both of them severally without response. Then I sent a text message telling them I had put to bed to a baby boy and also told them the name of their child. Prince Jassiel Chikamso Obichukwu jnr.
I sent the message to both grand parents number.
I got a reply " To God be the glory . amen. And Glory be to God respectively.
The next thing. My number was blocked from both numbers . lolzz.
That was how I packed myself and told myself the bitter truth.
Dorine , you are not wanted neither are your kids.
Brace yourself, take care of them. They are all you got right now and make your late hubby proud.
At a point sometimes, I would cry while breastfeeding my son . I would apologise to him and his sister for facing such hatred. I beat myself up severally for going into a family where I was not loved ( I wasn't aware before marriage ).
I was depressed those times. Postpartum depression set in. I started seeing my getting married as the worst mistake I ever did. I was very young .
My kids were rejected. I wish Obi in his grave could see that a family he slaved for abandoned his children after his death.
The only crime I committed was coming from Ngwa ( Abia State) I was told to my face severally.
Till today , non of their father's family came to see their grand son and nephew . lolzz.
I gave myself courage to hustle very hard and smart to give them the best I could .
God came through and bestowed strength and Grace on me.
Today , we are doing well. We do not look a bit like what life put us through .
Our trials has shaped me into a strong, resilient, confident , hardworking , streetwise ,happy woman .
When men thought I couldn't do it. God did and still does it for me.
I have come to return the glory after four whole years.
Chukwu okike , oke mmuo, Chinasaram Okwu, chinalurum Ogu, Ebubedike , Chi si n'ebe ikpofu ahihia bulue Dorine na umu ya elu, Omeokachie . naara ekele m ooo.
Allow me laugh while I can. There were times laughter was far from me, all I had was tears .
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏. 🙇🙇🙇🙇🙇🙇
The Nigerian lady wrote;
On this day , four years ago , I removed my mourning cloths. See me looking hungry and unkept. In fact I was even glowing here...lol
Let me share something God did .
My pastor's wife had advised me not to have my baby while mourning . that I should try and remove the mourning cloth before baby comes.
OK, baby's date was Oct 4. My late daughter was born on Oct 5th.
I prayed and cried before the alter that God brings my baby before October. I asked that my baby comes ending of September as I was even tired of everything.
After three months of mourning and I had fixed the Thanksgiving date for Sept 18th. So I could prepare for baby's arrival .( working with doctor's timing )
One afternoon, I started crying while singing, questioning God . I cried and slept off.
In a trance kind of, I was told to remove my mourning cloth that weekend. I woke up, wiped my tears and put a call across to inform the church that I have changed my mind on the date. As it would be done that weekend.
Guess what, I removed my mourning cloth on 4th September and had my baby a week after 12th Sept. ( God's timing)
If i hadn't listened, I would have had my baby while mourning as I had already fixed on 18th Sept.
Even God knew I had a great child in me and didn't want him tied to mourning tradition.
Thank you God for how far I have come.
I am here to return all the glory without reservation.
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
#Speaking my truth
#Jassiel'sWeek
#thanksgiving
A week later I had my king. My great man came through.
I put a call across to his dad's parents to tell them I had given birth to a son for Obi.
I called both of them severally without response. Then I sent a text message telling them I had put to bed to a baby boy and also told them the name of their child. Prince Jassiel Chikamso Obichukwu jnr.
I sent the message to both grand parents number.
I got a reply " To God be the glory . amen. And Glory be to God respectively.
The next thing. My number was blocked from both numbers . lolzz.
That was how I packed myself and told myself the bitter truth.
Dorine , you are not wanted neither are your kids.
Brace yourself, take care of them. They are all you got right now and make your late hubby proud.
At a point sometimes, I would cry while breastfeeding my son . I would apologise to him and his sister for facing such hatred. I beat myself up severally for going into a family where I was not loved ( I wasn't aware before marriage ).
I was depressed those times. Postpartum depression set in. I started seeing my getting married as the worst mistake I ever did. I was very young .
My kids were rejected. I wish Obi in his grave could see that a family he slaved for abandoned his children after his death.
The only crime I committed was coming from Ngwa ( Abia State) I was told to my face severally.
Till today , non of their father's family came to see their grand son and nephew . lolzz.
I gave myself courage to hustle very hard and smart to give them the best I could .
God came through and bestowed strength and Grace on me.
Today , we are doing well. We do not look a bit like what life put us through .
Our trials has shaped me into a strong, resilient, confident , hardworking , streetwise ,happy woman .
When men thought I couldn't do it. God did and still does it for me.
I have come to return the glory after four whole years.
Chukwu okike , oke mmuo, Chinasaram Okwu, chinalurum Ogu, Ebubedike , Chi si n'ebe ikpofu ahihia bulue Dorine na umu ya elu, Omeokachie . naara ekele m ooo.
Allow me laugh while I can. There were times laughter was far from me, all I had was tears .
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏. 🙇🙇🙇🙇🙇🙇
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