**Yesterday, my co-wife put to bed — a beautiful, healthy baby girl. 💕
I’ve been holding back tears of joy and happiness since then. The joy I feel is beyond words. This isn’t just her win .. it feels like mine too. We’ve been walking this journey of pregnancy side by side… from the early months of symptoms to the late nights of discomfort, and now she’s holding her miracle in her arms.
This is the picture of my new baby girl
We’ve shared a lot — more than people would ever understand.
I remember during our grandmother’s burial, how we laughed, shouted, and even cried together. We cooked like we weren’t both heavily pregnant although i left at that time to go and look for food to eat..lol. She designed the clothes we wore for the burial — so talented and full of heart.
And that last moment before I saw her off still makes me laugh: she stood from the junction shouting, “Nwaanyi yam! Put fried yam for me, abeg! I dey hungry o! Make she pay for am!” 😅 Guess who the “she” was? Me. Lol.
These memories are gold to me.
So I went to see her today After she came back from hospital, she shared how it all happened — and wow.
She’d been having early labor signs for days but didn’t tell me. Every morning for four days straight, she would call me early, asking if I had put to bed, not mentioning that she herself was already going through it quietly and I was even telling that I would go over so she would finish making my daughter's dress for me before she'll put to bed. That’s love. That’s deep or maybe that's how I feel about it.
When the time finally came, the car that was supposed to take her to the hospital delayed — and she couldn’t wait. She hopped on a bike, in labor, and got to the hospital just in time and put to bed few minutes after she got to the hospital. She had already started pushing before the matron found her gloves 😭💪🏽
It’s gave me chills in a way, but so powerful. And today, she’s back home — strong, smiling, holding her baby.
Through it all, no envy, no competition, no drama (maybe a little bit of drama that didn't get in our way of mutual respect though) just pure sisterhood. She started getting her baby things while I haven’t even gotten most of mine, yet not once did I feel less. That’s what makes this moment even more beautiful.
That's the picture of baby and grandma
Now I’m next in line… and I carry this joy with me.
Her story gives me strength. Her testimony gives me peace. I’m reminded that when God starts something, He completes it. Our babies are coming in joy, with grace, and in peace.
This moment? It’s sacred. It’s emotional. It’s proof that God is faithful.
And I just had to share it — because my heart is full and this joy is too beautiful to keep to myself.
All images taken by me
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