I DON'T KNOW

These words were just creeping and ringing in my heart ‘I don’t know’…I don’t know if it’s funny to you, but it’s way more than funny to me. Yeah right, something was just pushing me to write on ‘I don’t know’ and funnily, I DON’T KNOW what to write about. Even after writing to this point, I’m still blank, I just wanna write and bless someone through it. Listening to a radio show presently, oh yeah, radio, it’s one of my hobbies and gbam! I came across something to write about.

The beautiful voice coming out from my radio, was talking about ‘Baby-mamas’. Yes, I told myself “there, you have something to write about” but then, I felt like “what on earth do I know about baby-mamas aside speculations, I don’t know anything”. But that really doesn’t matter cos I still don’t know where my inspiration usually comes from anytime I’m writing or talking. Yeah, writing or talking. So, let’s get this over-with.

Baby-mama is the nomenclature used in addressing single mothers. Some ladies actually want to be single moms, but some are as a result of unplanned pregnancies. So, you fell in love with this awesome tall, handsome, dark or white or blue dashing guy and you felt like this is my Adam, and that moment with your fifty shades came up and before you knew it, you started to have a funny feeling.

You’ve never felt this way before, you are becoming white and heaven knows it’s not your cream. Hey doc, I’m feeling funny, I need to run a test to know what’s wrong with me and you felt like fainting when the doctor said ‘congratulations, you are pregnant’ oh, you didn’t just feel like fainting, you actually fainted.

“I’m still young, I’ve not finished my degree program, my dad is dead and being the first son and apparently the first child, I have my three younger ones to support, you know my mum is sick. I have too much baggage already and I can’t add yours, blah blah. Sorry, just get rid of it”

Shattered and betrayed you went to your parents and told them the whole a-z, your dad is furious and he told your mum to paddle her canoe (You)..lol, African parents though. So, you are somehow alone.
All eyes on you, in school, at the market, on the street “Oh, Is that a baby bump or she just ate a mountain?” You begged the floor to just swallow you up, but hey, that is never going to happen. Do you know why? Because you are carrying a promising future.

You actually thought I wanted to judge? Wow! Sorry to disappoint you, I don’t do such. Don’t wanna know how you became a baby mama, I don’t wanna know that ugly story of yours cos I don’t know and I don’t care about knowing. Enough of teeth gnashing, a friend of mine used to say ‘why being sorry when the deed has already been done’ True isn’t it? You spent more than 9 months of your life being sorry and now, you wanna transfer your ‘sorriness’ to this innocent but glorious and beautiful child?

Even if it seems like I don’t know anything, one thing I know is that God has blessed you so much, He allowed you to be a mom because He trusts you enough to be one. Circumstances might seem like you are not, how old are you for heaven’s sake, you are too young. But hey girl, I also know that God is a great scientist and mathematician, He so knows the right time for a lady to be capable of being a mom and that’s why he well calculated when to start your period and when to reach menopause. Though, there is time for everything, but like my friend would say, the deed has been done, let’s stop being sorry.

You are now a baby-mama and whether you accept it or not, you are responsible for your baby, you have been blessed with a glorious seed in your yard and it’s your responsibility to water it, nurture it and let it grow. I bet it with you, those despising you right now will be there to see how big that yard has grown to become in the future. You have to start thanking God for this blessing, no child is unwanted, but a lot of children are unplanned. You might not have planned to have a child at this point of your life, but it isn’t true that you do not want that child. If you help that child to be somebody, you will bless God later on for the day the child was conceived.

You have to trust God enough to help you with your baby, your blessing, you have to be happy and thankful. This child has to be proud of his mom when he grows up, he has to look at you in the face in the future and say to you “Mummy, thanks for being my mom”.

Stop condemning yourself because how you feel about this is what matters most, what anyone else thinks doesn’t really matter, what you think about yourself is what matters. You are great and capable of making your child great, be grateful.

Now, I can hear you joining the ‘I don’t know’ club, you think you don’t know how to handle the situation? Why don’t you lean on the one who knows how to handle it for you, he would perfectly handle the whole situation for you, He doesn’t care how you come to Him, as long as you come. So, you think you are too messed up to go to Him? He doesn’t care, as long as you walk to Him. He’ll help you.

Yes, you are a baby-mama and ain’t nothing wrong about that, God loves you still and I love you too you know? Yes, I know this one “God loves you” High five to you and that cute little angel that came out from your bowel. YOU CAN DO IT!!!

I’m not done yet, Yes, this piece is not only for single mothers, it’s also virtually for everyone. Every human is a baby-mama, funny? Let me break it down.

I don’t want to believe that there are humans in this our planet earth who don’t have dreams or passion driving them. Once upon a time, you conceived a very rare dream, an outstanding one at that and it makes you feel like you made the wrong choice. Your parents wanted you to be a Lawyer, a Doctor..pfuu…any of those professions our parents are always keen on, yeah, you agreed and everyone saw that you were doing so well and they admired you for it. But, there is this one thing that you’ve always seen yourself doing, probably you saw yourself being a great dancer, an awesome artist, a superb singer, a prolific drummer etc. and on one fateful day, you made the decision of pursuing that one thing that gives you joy, you conceived the idea, carried the talent and you became a baby-mama, carrying, nurturing your baby (your dream) and it feels like you are all alone because your parents swore not to support you, friends think you are crazy and they say you’ll never make it. Who are they for crying out loud?

Why don’t you go over this piece again and see that your dream as though it’s a child and read again like you are a baby-mama.

I’m out!!! Love you all sooooooooooo much…xoxo