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#No_Greater_Love

First a lady,
Pretty, Posh and Elegant
She’s neat and stainless
Presses every attire she puts on, *whispers* Even her pant
She loves herself 💯
She can’t even stand the “Poo” and “Puke” of a baby.
She’s easily irritated 😤
She can’t even bear to carry her weavon for two weeks 🤷🏼‍♀️
She changes her hair, nails and wardrobe as soon as necessary
Her selfies are well captured and even enhanced with beauty plus
She’s a regular poster on social media
She slays!

Little did she know that this phase of life will soon be robbed her
She found love ❤️ Got married and had a child
A baby girl, subsequently a boy too.
And that was where she lost it
She lost herself, her feminine vulnerability

No longer did she have time for those long hours of makeup 💄
Baby needs to be fed 🍼 and closely watched even while she’s asleep
She forfeited her attention for her child
She gave up herself like the crucified on the cross

No more jeans 👖nor neatly pressed clothes. No time! Baby first!
When she shops she shops with her baby 👶 in mind and forgets about herself
She now cleans poop 💩 infact she enjoys doing it.
She sucks off her child’s catarrh from her tender nostrils and even cleans her puke with her bare hands 😤

Her WhatsApp status is rather flooded with pictures of her priceless princess 👸...Her daughter
Those love moments of she and her hubby before childbirth are gone. Attention shifted to the child
She’s obsessed seeing her own breed, a human being she brought to life.
She can give up anything for her baby, by “ANYTHING” I mean even her own life!
She no longer gets the attention of her man, he’d rather ask “How’s the baby doing”?

She goes to the market with her child and people who admire them would say “Your baby is beautiful”.
No one sees her beauty anymore, it has been replaced... “Your baby is really cute”.
Instead of “How are you doing” the question now is “How is your baby doing”.

No one cares about her health, it’s now the kids...”Hope they’re fine”
Don’t forget, people seldom ask the man “How’s your baby doing”, but it’s he’s child too remember?
Husband goes to work and comes back in the evening with a pack full of goodies...It’s for the kids

At midnight, baby cries, reasons best known to them.
Husband: “Your baby is crying, make her stop pls, maybe she needs breast, Goan breastfeed her”,
While he continues sleeping

She’s the Altruistic mom, her beauty is no longer hers but her daughters’
Martha Paul can relate better, infact her article would be more interesting only if she’d wanna share.

I dedicate this article to all newly weds,
To all nursing mothers
To all mothers 👩‍👧‍👦
For all their sacrifices so far
For shedding their beauty
And giving up their vulnerability
Just to love us in totality.
With everything that they are.

I’m bracing up for that phase of my life.
Bittersweet feeling

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