Diary of a single mother 20.
“Please, I’m not ready for this”. I pleaded.
“Come on Chi. I thought we’ve grown past this”. Frank urged.
“I’m sorry babe. I’m yet to get over the pregnancy trauma. I need to heal, please be patient with me”. I said pleadingly.
“Stop it jor. What’s there, you can’t even get pregnant now since you are still lactating”. Frank said disappointedly.
“Why are you trying to force me? Can’t you just be patient with me? If anything happens, I will be the one to suffer it. Please stop manipulating me “. I replied back angrily.
“So I’m manipulating you now abi? Nice one “. Frank said.
He stood up from the bed and wore his clothes. He didn’t speak nor looked at my side till I left his house.
That was the end of the relationship as he never called nor came visiting till he went back to school. When I persuaded him to tell me what I did wrong, he said;
“I can’t deal with your naivety”.
I went back to my default setting. I continued to struggle alone to cater for my boys. Though my parents help with financial provisions.
When my boys were up to a year, I enrolled them in a daycare center. I started hunting for a job because I didn’t want to over burden my parents. My mom wouldn’t stop complaining of spending too much and how she’s no longer enjoying any form of peace in the house because of the constant cries of my boys.
I finally got a job as a sales girl. My Boss is a very successful business man who has several shops in the market. He is a serial entrepreneur, so he doesn’t sell same thing in all his shops. I was employed to manage his boutique.
The work isn’t very stressful but because I have children, it became really stressful for me.
I usually close the shop by 2pm everyday to go pick Chidi and Chima from their daycare. My boss is very understanding as he doesn’t mind me bringing my children to his shop.
Most times, he always buy something whenever he is coming to the shop. He is very fond of them.
