CsRockefeller:


Sincerely, I wish I have something right now would have learnt a helping hand.

But, I will keep you in mind for January.

Cheers and say hi to your daughter.

. Thanks, am grateful

Fountainofyouth:



I was actually feeling sad and flowing with your story, until I reached the last part, you actually jumped from one to fifty, I. E

You were living with your parents when you MIL called, all of a sudden, she showed you hell, who? Is it your parents or MIL that refused to see or talk to you?

You ran out of the house, what happen to going back to your parents? Why allow your child and you suffer unnecessarily by living in a shop when you have parents?

What happen to Oga in the abroad? E don go back or e deny your child?

And lastly, why did you register today, with this your post being the only comment you've made, then use a catching moniker to buttress the fact that you are a mama to a daughter?

Well I'm not saying you're lying oooo...... burr......oh well..... the lord is your strength.

to answer ur question, it was my mil that refused seeing or talking to me, my mum started maltreating me when she learnt I was pregnant because of her post in church, her maltreatment made me run away. I can't go back to my parents because I have made all effort to do that but we weren't welcomed, and for the father of my daughter, he didn't deny the pregnancy, but never asked after me nor the baby ever again. If u think am lying, my shop is at 83 Rumuola/rumuokuta , opposite first bank. Lastly I registered today because a friend that knows what we are going through sent me the link to try my luck

Having a child out of wedlock was never my plan, in all I don't regret keeping my daughter. During my youth service, one of my course mate in school who was asking me out then and I never gave in to his advances, charted me up on Facebook, we started talking, as weeks passed, months passed I fell in love with him, thou he wasn't in the country then. Everything was moving on smoothly and happily until he finally came home December 2015. I had to travel to umuahia, Abia state to stay with him, after some days he proposed to me and I accepted the ring because i loved him so very much, We started making plans on meeting his mum because his dad was late, each time we fix a date to go and see his mum ,she comes up with one excuse or the pretending to be ill. After several attempt to introduce me to his mum, none was successful, she neither wanted to see me nor speak with me on phone, he then decided to carry on with the plan without his mum. After visiting my parents with his elder brother and friends for introduction, he later collected the marriage list, before then I started having symptoms of pregnancy, I told him about it, we thought that with the pregnancy she will have no reason to say no. When he choose the date for the traditional marriage, one night I was talking with my mum my supposed mother-in-law called me and said "you will only marry my son over my dead body" with the fear because I just lost my only sister that month, my mum told me that the marriage won't hold, she can't loose her only surviving child again. I told him about my mum's decision, he never acted like he was bothered about it, I felt he would have been influenced by his mum. After 3 months my parents learnt about my pregnancy, she never gave me a breathing space, I went through hell in that house because I was pregnant, I ran out of the house not knowing where exactly to go, with the little money I had with me I rented a room in port Harcourt, Rivers state. After delivery life became so hard that i had go around washing dishes and doing laundry for people with my daughter at my back, I saved money to rent a shop and start selling rubber slippers, when I couldn't renew my house rent I was sent packing out of the house, till date I have been sleeping inside my shop with my daughter, after several armed robbery attacks in the shop, thank God I wasn't raped, nor my daughter injured. I thank God I never gave in to the advice of some friends to abort the baby, she's my reason for living, I struggle and hustle in life is for her, I don't think I would give love a chance anytime soon. God bless all single mothers, the lord is our strength