30/09/2026
HER WOMB WAS REMOVED DURING CHILD BIRTH TO SAFE HER LIFE BUT THAT IS NOT THE END!
I had serious complications while giving birth to our daughter and the Doctors urgently removed my womb to safe my life. So after 4months into Post Partum, my husband made a statement to me that, 'he dosn't know how he will end up in this life just with one child and no male child. I almost fainted hearing these words come out of his mouth. I felt like this was such a selfish, insensitive, and inconsiderate thing to say to me, regarding how I almost lost my life while giving birth to our daughter.
We were married and we had vowed to be together in good and bad times. I felt like my womb removal was the storm that had hit our marriage and I needed my husband to stand together with me in this storm. One day, my husband told me they were going to visit their colleague who had welcomed a baby boy. He kept saying that he envies this colleague and that a baby boy is everything a man could wish for. At that point I knew this was very serious. So I proposed that we should adopt a baby boy from an orphanage. But my husband dismissed the idea. He said he is talking about his own fleshand blood. He also told me never to voice anything about adoption to him again. At this point I called my mother in- law to tell her what was happening. She told me that there's nothing wrong for a man to yearn for a male child. She also said she thought I was calling her for something serious. I wasn't satisfied with her response. I called my elderly sister in-law and complaint to her. She told me she doesn't like putting her mouth into couple's issues.
At this point I knew I was standing alone. I approached my husband on how I almost lost my life trying to have our daughter and how the things he keeps saying are affecting me psychologically. I reminded him of our vows. My husband told me that those vows are one thing and reality is another. And that as a man, he is more psychologically disturbed to know that he may end up without a male child. It was so frustrating. My husband and I started living like strangers in the same house. One day, we went to my husband's village for a memorial service. I saw a pregnant woman moving foot to foot with my mother in-law and my sisters inlaws. She was entering all the rooms and highly participating in the cooking. Out of curiosity I asked my mother in-law who she was?
She said, I should ask my husband. When I asked my husband he said we will talk about it later. I asked my sisters in-laws, they said I should ask my husband. When I persuaded my husband, he agreed that he is responsible for her pregnancy. I mmediately went back to town in frustration. When my husband came back, we had a big fight over the issue. My husband told me that I should learn how to live with this new reality. My blood pressure kept spiking and one day, I passed out on the chair alone. It was my neighbor who noticed it and rushed me to the hospital. When I came back from the hospital, my husband wasn't even remorseful. He was never home, always busy. I knew straight away that I couldn't be in that house all by myself while suffering with high blood pressure spikes. I couldn't eat, I was drained, and each time I tried to talk to my husband, he just told me to deal with the reality. One day I decided to leave. I didn't want to kpai young and alone in that house. Because I was overthinking and growing pale. Moreso, my husband was so inconsiderate of my feelings. I also didn't want to subject my daughter to not having a mother. So I left.
When my husband realized that I gone, he called to find out where I had gone to. I told him to my father's house. He said 'ok' and dropped the call. He never called me again. One day, my mother in-law called me and I hesitated picking. She kept calling and then I picked. This woman told me she was calling to tell me to release that lady so that she can have a successful delivery.That she's having a very difficult birth time and they know am probably the one tying her down because am angry with her pregnancy.
If I didnt faint that day ehh. I cried and lamented. The pain of betrayal was too much and now a false accusation over me. I was so depressed but my family really stood by me.
I finally learned that the girl had given birth to a male child. I was so heart broken. After some months, my Father called my husband to find out what was wrong that since I left his house, he didn't even call, nor come over to have a sit down conversation with him?. He categorically told my Father he never sent me out of the house. And that if I like to come back or not, that depended on me. With his response, my father vowed that I would never step my feet in that house again. My Father said so because he had seen me broke down and hospitalized back to back at the hospital because of BP spikes. My husband and his family really broke my heart.The kind of hatred I have for them cannot be described.
My question is that, was I supposed to stay back and endure all this pain?
I felt like I couldn't have made it alive if I kept staying in that house where my husband didn't even care. They say leave if it is emotionally draining. I left, and am still being blamed for leaving. Like what was I supposed to do?
