At The End...It Turned Out Right

The arrival of Jnr a couple years ago brought a lot of changes between Rogers (Jnr's father) and his mum. Rogy’s mum had never accepted our relationship from the word go. So when Jnr came along, everything totally changed.

One day, Rogy, Jnr and I were at my aunt’s house in Gwest, when outta the blues, Rogy’s aunt and uncle came in unannounced and ordered Rogy to come along with them. They didn’t even accept our invitation into the house. Rogy had made it a habit of spending the whole day with us(Jnr and i) like everyday. Waking up at his house, he’ll come straight to my own. Jnr was barely 2 months old and his dad will help me in tending him while maybe I washed the nappies or made his bottle of milk.

Sometimes he washed the nappies while I played with him. Like we took it in turns. Rogy really loved his son, and it showed in the way he changed his nappies. I loved the way he wiped out the poo with baby wet wipes and applied baby powder! The way he placed his son in a new nappy, he did it much better than the other girls I see these days. It doesn’t matter how things turned out between us, there are still some good memories..

That fateful day his folks came and ordered him to come home with them. They told him how he doesn’t belong where he was, they told him how I have given him ‘muti’ to follow me around, an that it showed even in the way he washes nappies!
‘How can a man wash baby’s nappies? We’ve never seen that in our lifetime!’, they said to him. Jesus! That didn’t happen in THEIR lifetime dammmnit! These are the modern days! God! As I knew how veeery quiet Rogy was (well..Jnr is worse, is it because he’s named after his father?), that day he managed to talk back at his folks! I couldn’t believe my ears!

‘’I am not going anywhere!’, he snapped back.
‘’Rogy I said you are getting out of here, out of this house, away from this girl!’’, that was his uncle, pointing at me.
‘’Babe, go with them’’, I persuaded him. He looked at me, then at Jnr, and quietly walked out, following his uncle and aunt.

About 20 minutes down the line, Rogy came back. When I looked into his eyes, they were blood shot red. I knew he was crying, then I chose not to ask him what went down.
Well…people Jnr turned 7 on 20th Oct and last Saturday we held a little ‘cake-eating’ for him. Maybe one day he’ll come to know about all these, but again I don’t see that happening because everything turned out fine for everyone. I believe everything happens for a reason.

Many a people suggested I sue Rogers for child maintenance. I can’t see myself going down that road. I feel when I do that I’ll be reminding him that we share a son, but abeg…he knows that alright! I’m not having that much of problems raising these kids alone, and I don’t see any reason why I should digrace myself by dragging somebody to the magistrate, who’s sensible enough to know that he’s got kids. Please! Ah-ah!

Jeddah’s birthday is coming on the 4th of November. He’ll be turning 6. Am all smiles when writing this coz I just spoke to my mum a coupla minutes ago and she told me that she’s gone to register him for next year’s standard one intake. Kai! Minus one problem!