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A HUSBAND WITH A QUESTION MARK

Stella hope my mail meet you well? Thank God, Pls MA post as soon as possible, my fellow blog visitors don't mind my gbagaun am not that fluent in speaking English but have A1 in reading, I summon courage to write to Stella and beevees before I developed hbp, I don't have anyone to talk to, my elder sister is talkative I can't explain what am facing, if I explain to my mum, my Mummy will later Told her that's why am keeping it to myself but now I can't take it anymore please bear with me it a bit lengthy but I will brief it.



I got married to my husband in the year 2007 I just finished my school cert then, but we've been dating before I got married to him, he's at polytechnic then, and am in jss 3 also, he explained to me that he has no family in Lagos, his parents got separate after giving birth to nine of them, they don't have any feelings for each other because they've separate them since they were still young, some go to mother's side and some leave with father, to the extent of his father took him to do house boy of big man, at the end of the month he will collect the salary without buying him pin, and his step mum too is very wicked towards him.

This was explain to me by my husband when we were dating that's why he runs away from home and come to Lagos to find greener pastures and I met him struggling alone, my husband is sleeping inside one shop then and he help musician to carry speaker and stage whenever they want to play, my beevees I will steal soup; rice name it even money to give to him so that he will not starve, sometimes if my mum found that, I will lie I give it to my school friend and  my mum will beat the hell out of me, but I know I did it for love.

Out of the little change he's earning then is what he's using to run the polytechnic I will even lie to my parents that I need something in school I will still send it to him for maintenance, I eventually got pregnant, and have been warned by a stranger, one day am going to school, that woman just called me that whenever am pregnant I should not even think of abortion that if I try it that means am gone:

 Stella my mum nearly killed me that am pregnant, she wants to go and abort I insist that am not aborting, come and see swear you know Nigeria parent, at last them free me, they calm down with me and told them about the stranger vision, and since they don't want to lose me, my husband came with his friend they told him to go and bring his people, hmmmm am the one that explain everything to my parents that no one but God since my parents love me so much they accepted the will of God and took him as their son, its my parents that bought baby things, feeding me whenever am going to antenatal is my daddy that will give me money.

 One month before I will give birth ;my dad bought new mattress every thing new, thank God baby arrived my dad is the one that celebrates the naming ceremony, he only called is mum that his wife gave birth, he's mum came with only yam she said no money, my father his the one that gave his mum money for transport back home, she slept in my father's house, after That my dad said he don't want people to be making jest of me that after giving birth am still in my father's house, my dad rent house for us, he set up small business for me and I said I want to learn computer he still pay, Stella my father later pay for my husband to learn baking after that he struggling also he did cleaner job for up to 4 years:

No family to ask how we are doing, my baby is going two years when his mother died, he don't have mother again, we're still struggling with one petty job to another I gave birth to second baby after five years, my father is responsible for our upkeep also between this five years I cant count how many pregnancy I abort.


So one day a friend invite me to her church, then the pastor called me after program that why am I covering my husband star with abortion that is when I gave birth to my third baby that my husband will be financially OK, and my second baby is just 8 month then, that's how am praying pregnant number three should enter, for where as if my village people have lock my womb, me that pregnancy is like drinking water I found it hard to conceive baby number three, the suffering is double with two kids, after same five years I finally conceive baby number three in the year 2016 all the place my husband have summit cv that they ignore him started calling, different job offer, last last he choose to be manager in one fast food that the pay is OK, we're very happy, my parents rejoice we started enjoying ;my kids too started enjoying every Sunday we will pack our self and going to beach or eatery, our level change, he rent shop for me I changed my business to foodstuffs, we're doing fine.



Now to my chronicles my husband started exposing to world, I don't know where he met those people he called friends, he flirts with anything in skirt he's drinking beer now, he lavish money anyhow, hardly will I collect 1000 naira from him,except any festive season he gave me money to buy clothes for my children, all the goods I started with have gone with feeding three kids, am forced to took money from microfinance just because I don't want people to know, is like microfinance is adding to my problem because before I know it both capital and interest is gone with feeding:

Stella he didn't care, I don't know how his family knows he's doing good, from one problem to another this one will say she wants to do surgery father Will say he's at hospital bed, sister will say she wants to pay school fees, another one will say she's hungry, beevees my husband will be sending money to them, people that don't know how I suffered, different girls name with acct number, if I face him he will say that's what I deserve for checking his phone, my parents have not use their hands to collect 5000 from my hubby, whenever they need something I will give then from my purse I don't want then to see him as ingrate, Stella my husband is enjoying with friends and his family, but me his wife am starving and not happy am dying inside..

Stella I didnt do anything fetish nor did my parent, he just acting selfish and I didn't Do Anything to deserve this, I don't know what came over him, have woke him up in the middle of the night talk to him how life is, he will say his not a kid at 36 years, that he just reconcile with his family all this years, I tried to explain to him that your family I didn't see all this years or gave me ordinary 500 to feed that doesn't know how we are leaving? I gave birth to three kids no one to congratulate me? have called him and explain to him what's bothering me he said he's saving to buy land he wants to build house for his children I checked his account when he's asleep he's zero Naira, I don't know how his spending money I don't know anything about his salary I know he earn close to 100 thousand, and here I am I can't boast of 1000 not to talk of buying goods, am still good looking even after 3 kids, I have good stature, I have height fair in complexion and he's jealous whenever he saw me talking to men.

Sometimes I think I should use my hand and invite robbers to rob us maybe I can have my share or I should kidnap myself and children maybe money will come out, I don't have anywhere to go beevees am not my self please help a dying mother. :what do i do?

*Jesus Christ I love you!!!!

I really pray something happens to change your situation.some men are not loyal at all....Imagine how he changed becos he started earning chicken change....Na wah!!!!