Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 62: Love, Joy, Fear

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March 31st, 2013

Easter Sunday!

I’m always so emotional at Easter…even more so than Christmas. Recalling the Passion of our Lord is a definite tearjerker for me. Even though I wasn’t able to go to Church on Good Friday, I spent a lot of time meditating on the events leading to His death and crucifixion. And while channel flicking, I found the movie Jesus of Nazareth playing on one of the local stations, and I was beside myself with joy! As a child, it was one of the things we were always sure to watch, on NTA Channel 5, every Easter (and even Christmas sef!). I don’t know who that actor is, but sometimes, when I visualize Jesus, he is the one who comes to mind…he did that great a job. And I might have watched that movie over 500 times, but I weep like a baby every time. And this year was no exception.

Which is why I always feel so happy and overjoyed on Easter Sunday. I love to go for the Watchnight service, but as I couldn’t this year, we had to settle for the morning service…and I didn’t regret it at all! It was a glorious service, with fantastic worship! Thank You Lord, for the beautiful sacrifice of Your life, which has given us salvation. May we never take it for granted.

Service ended at about 11am, and Patrick and I decided to head straight to my Mom’s Festac house. The earlier we got there, the earlier we could leave. We had to keep in mind our early start tomorrow, for our trip to Owerri.

The roads were clear, and we got there at about noon. My Mom was elated to see me arrive so early, and had ushered me to the living room to rest, forbidding me to join her in the kitchen. So, I sat there, with Patrick and my younger brothers, while Mom, my younger brother Eteka’s girlfriend, Nelly, and the househelps, busied themselves in the kitchen. At a point, I felt guilty, and offered to help, but I was promptly shooed back to the living room. Ah, who was I to complain?!

At about 2pm, Phillip and Diana arrived. I was more focused on Diana’s attire than the delicious looking treats they brought. She wore a brown empire dress, which had some gold and brown fringe detailing around the bust, running all the way down to her hips.

Hmmm.

It was ooookaaay, I guess. It wouldn’t have been my first choice for an outfit, but I guess it would have to do. As long as she sat the right way, and no breeze blew over the fringes, then I reckoned she would be good.

Scrutinizing her face, I was happy to see that there were no telltale signs…no swollen nose, no dark patches. Yes, she was only 11 weeks pregnant, but I know how I was at 11 weeks! So, thank God she isn’t the way I was!

When our eyes met, I gave her a slight nod of approval, and she smiled, obviously relieved to have scaled the first hurdle.

But when Patrick quickly got up from his chair, and helped her into it, she gave me a puzzled look, and when everyone was distracted, she leaned over to whisper in my ear.

“You told Patrick??!!” she asked, in a panicked voice.

I looked her straight in the eye, as compassionately as I could said “Diana, I tell my husband everything.”

God knows I didn’t mean any shade at all! I wasn’t trying to send her any subtle message. I was just telling her the honest truth. But no sooner had the words come out of my mouth did I see her expression change. What I had said had obviously hit a home truth with her.

“I need to tell him, right?” she said, more than ask.

I squeezed her hand and nodded. “Phillip loves you. Whatever the outcome, I’m sure he’ll want to experience it with you.”

She nodded and smiled. “I’ll tell him tonight.”

When I noticed Mom looking in our direction, I quickly changed the topic, talking loudly enough for anyone to hear what we were saying. We couldn’t afford to rouse anyone’s suspicions.

In the end, we had the perfect family lunch! Yes, the food was amazing, and the sweet treats were to die for, but that wasn’t what made everything so magical. As my Mom prayed the grace, we all held hands, my entire family in unison, and I realised just how blessed we are! Yes, we have had one-too-many hiccups this past year, but we are all alive, healthy and happy! May God rest my father’s soul! Food and gist flowed, laughter rang, love was felt…there could have been nothing better. It was a glorious success!

At about 5pm, a full hour later than when Patrick and I had thought we would leave, we finally broke away to start journeying back home.

Mom offered to see us off, and as she walked us to the car, she put her arm around me, and leaned in to ask. “So…are they going to use you as an intermediary again?”

I looked at her puzzled, and suddenly, it dawned on me!

Shiettttt!

This had been almost the same thing that had happened with Akunna, and Phillip had roped me into breaking the news to our Mother.

My Mom smiled mischievously, and walked away.

As I looked back at the compound, and saw Diana still laughing with Phillip, and my younger brothers, I knew I had to notify her immediately!!!!. Getting into the car, I sent her a text.

Mom knows! Don’t leave Festac without telling her!

I watched as I saw her check her phone, and as her smile froze. She looked at our car as we drove away, and I could see pure fear on her face.

Hmm! God speed to her oh! She better not put my name inside!

 

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Catch up on Faith’s story here:

  1. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 1: BFP
  2. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 2: Lukewarm Response
  3. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 3: The Struggle
  4. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 4: Tricked
  5. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 5: Keeping her man
  6. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 6: Men are so annoying!
  7. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 7: Bleeding
  8. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 8: The 9 Week Mark
  9. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 9: Festive
  10. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 10: The Holiday
  11. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 11: This thing called love
  12. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 12: The Pregnancy Glow
  13. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 13: The Baby & The Bobo
  14. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 14: Wahala
  15. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 15: The Abortion
  16. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 16: A Good Man
  17. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 17: Joy…and Pain
  18. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 18: Hostage
  19. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 19: Ammunition
  20. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 20: Famzing
  21. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 21: Stress Relief
  22. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 22: Diana
  23. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 23: Bestos
  24. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 24: The Miscarriage 
  25. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 25: In God’s Hands
  26. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 26: Crossing the line
  27. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 27: Last Minute Packing
  28. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 28: Ex-Girlfriend
  29. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 29: Not just friends
  30. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 30: Fight for him
  31. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 31: Faded Beauty
  32. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 32: Holiday Glow
  33. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 33: The Proposals 
  34. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 34: Baby Kicks
  35. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 35: Celebration Dinner
  36. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 36: Rainbow Baby
  37. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 37: Lunch with the girls
  38. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 38: Wedding Season
  39. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 39: Mama Patrick
  40. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 40: Misplaced Love
  41. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 41: Okafor’s Law
  42. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 42: Forgiveness
  43. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 43: Get it over with
  44. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 44: Family Meeting
  45. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 45: The Goof
  46. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 46: Worship
  47. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 47: Gender
  48. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 48: The Introduction
  49. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 49: Messy
  50. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 50: Passionate Love
  51. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 51: Instagram Drama
  52. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 52: 21 Weeks
  53. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 53: Oppressed
  54. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 54: Age is just a number
  55. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 55: Legally Together
  56. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 56: Monkey on my back
  57. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 57: Your secret is safe with me
  58. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 58: Spring in my step
  59. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 59: Level don change
  60. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 60: It’s my time
  61. Faith’s Pregnancy Diary 61: Drama and Baby Kicks

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