Dear MIMsters: How my husband has been nothing but an angel and the son my mother never had

My husband is an angel. Last year in May, my husband came back from the States on a Thursday night, went for a meeting despite being jet lagged on Friday morning, and travelled down to the East by road same Friday as he looked forward to seeing us.

Only for him to get back to find our less than a year old baby ill. We had taken him to the hospital earlier but had to rush him to be admitted on Sunday night. While I remained with our son,  my husband came home to our two other kids and mum (who was on bed rest due to high blood pressure).

Hubby really amazed me when he manually washed our 2 weeks laundry, (there was power outage for the two weeks he travelled). It took him two days but he did it, he looked after my mum, took care of the kids, went for school runs, cooked and still brought food to the clinic for us. I celebrated him on this platform and thanked him for being so caring even when I knew he was very tired from his flight and travel. Mothers here appreciated him but I didn’t know the devil was not happy, only what he wanted was for us to be sharing how our husbands maltreated us.

Lo and behold, after sending in the post on a Saturday morning (admin even posted it on Sunday), tragedy struck. My mum tripped over the baby bouncer and broke her ankle. My sisters, this was four days after being discharged from the clinic and two days after my birthday when I thought I could breathe, only for this to happen. My mum was already planning to leave by the next weekend.

While I was reading beautiful comments from mamas who showered my hubby with praises, I was in tears as my mother could not walk. It was depressing for me to take her to hospital every Monday for treatments.

Hubby showed he was an Angel in human form again by carrying my mum down the stairs to the car before she started limping with support, drive to the hospital. The nurses and doctors did not believe she was my mum because of how hubby took care of her. Different nurses on different occasions would tell her how lucky she was to have an exceptional SIL. She actually calls him her son because she has 5 girls and no boy. My doctor was so touched, even patients who asked me if she was my MIL were always surprised to know she was my mum.

After 8 weeks of going in and out of hospital, the POP was finally removed and she started learning how to walk with the help of a Zimmer Frame. This kind man still went a step forward to get permission from the landlord to remove the bath tub in the bathroom, to replace them with tiles so she could use the bathroom with ease.

Did I add how I sometimes got frustrated and would lose my temper when mum starts lamenting about her condition but hubby never lost his temper with her. Instead, he secretly reprimanded me and told me to be gentle with her.

As if those travails were not enough, my FIL was rundown by a tanker driver. People actually thought he was dead and wanted to burn the tanker. As they brought him out to burn the vehicle, they noticed he was still breathing. Hubby had to travel to see him at the hospital and rushed back cause he knew I needed help with kids and mum. The kind of love he showed throughout was exemplary.

I wish to also use this medium to thank our able admin, the woman with a heart of gold. She called me on phone when she heard all that happened and God really used her to minister to me. Through all these, God has been so wonderful and merciful. Mum and FIL are very fine now and are fit as fiddles.

To all mothers here with wonderful husbands, let’s always be prayerful because the devil does not love our testimonies.

To those going through travails in their marriages, my prayer is that God will beautify all things concerning your marriage and give you gold for your ashes.

To our singles, may those Evil men be far from you. My husband always says marriage is meant to be enjoyed and not endured.

To all the couples looking forward to be parents, I decree that this year is your year of testimony. To those who have only girls especially my Igbo sisters, don’t allow any man give you HBP. If he wants to marry again, let him go on. Concentrate on your daughters and give them a good education. My siblings and I are all graduates with good jobs, most of our male cousins even look up to us. Just pray your daughters will marry good men who will be your sons.

I hope I touched someone here. Long live Motherhood in style magazine!