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My Marriage
My Marriage 💍
Like every normal girl, I was excited about marriage right from my childhood days when I would act silly dramas with my peers. Spent lots of time daydreaming about my prince charming; during boring classes, insomnia nights, when my phone battery dies, even on toilet sit, the worse was during some homilies in church. Especially after I started dating Folami. Always imagined how sweet and fun filled our marriage would be.
But today when I am married to Fola, I realize that marriage is not all roses. It's not just about being with your beloved and having a gala time. There is so much more to it. It comes with its own share of responsibilities, duties, sacrifices and compromises.
My first painful sacrifice to our marriage came three months after our wedding. That peaceful sunday evening, I showed Fola a pregnancy strip that confirmed I'm with child. Fola begins to laugh like it's a fake news.
“I hope this is a joke.” He says with a serious face.
“Emm…I don't get.” I answer confused.
“I hope you not really with child.” He holds my hand. “Baby I didn't marry you to make babies. I married you for companionship.”
“But… You…I thought…” I stutter.
“Bidemi please do this for me.” he hesitates. “For us.”
“What are you suggesting?” I begin to sob.
“Don't cry my love. We'll make babies. Just not now.” He says convincingly. “You have to let this one go. All I need right now is your company and attention.”
I went to bed crying my eyes out. He tried his best to console me by promising to buy me whatever I wanted. The next day, he took me to the hospital and ensured the fetus was removed. I couldn't tell my family and friends since I didn't want people to start butting into our relationship.
Overtime, I couldn't wake up anytime I want to. I am expected to be up and ready before Fola wakes up cos I have to make his breakfast. As for going out, I can't just go out anytime I want to. I'd have to take permission from him before I go out. But there're times I 'sneak' out without letting him know. I just can't hit the bed anytime I want to. And when in bed with him and he wants to make love to me, I am expected to be active. They're days am treated like a princess and there're days he would be upset with me for long. I dread those days, so I usually try my best by doing most of the...
Like every normal girl, I was excited about marriage right from my childhood days when I would act silly dramas with my peers. Spent lots of time daydreaming about my prince charming; during boring classes, insomnia nights, when my phone battery dies, even on toilet sit, the worse was during some homilies in church. Especially after I started dating Folami. Always imagined how sweet and fun filled our marriage would be.
But today when I am married to Fola, I realize that marriage is not all roses. It's not just about being with your beloved and having a gala time. There is so much more to it. It comes with its own share of responsibilities, duties, sacrifices and compromises.
My first painful sacrifice to our marriage came three months after our wedding. That peaceful sunday evening, I showed Fola a pregnancy strip that confirmed I'm with child. Fola begins to laugh like it's a fake news.
“I hope this is a joke.” He says with a serious face.
“Emm…I don't get.” I answer confused.
“I hope you not really with child.” He holds my hand. “Baby I didn't marry you to make babies. I married you for companionship.”
“But… You…I thought…” I stutter.
“Bidemi please do this for me.” he hesitates. “For us.”
“What are you suggesting?” I begin to sob.
“Don't cry my love. We'll make babies. Just not now.” He says convincingly. “You have to let this one go. All I need right now is your company and attention.”
I went to bed crying my eyes out. He tried his best to console me by promising to buy me whatever I wanted. The next day, he took me to the hospital and ensured the fetus was removed. I couldn't tell my family and friends since I didn't want people to start butting into our relationship.
Overtime, I couldn't wake up anytime I want to. I am expected to be up and ready before Fola wakes up cos I have to make his breakfast. As for going out, I can't just go out anytime I want to. I'd have to take permission from him before I go out. But there're times I 'sneak' out without letting him know. I just can't hit the bed anytime I want to. And when in bed with him and he wants to make love to me, I am expected to be active. They're days am treated like a princess and there're days he would be upset with me for long. I dread those days, so I usually try my best by doing most of the...
