To Kiki, With Love

    Dear Kiki,

I apologize for not writing sooner. A lot has happened since you last wrote. But  that aside, how is Jamie, my little husband? I’m sure he would have started walking by now. And that your boss, hope he has stopped disturbing you. Most importantly, how is Nonso, your husband? Has he gotten the promotion you were hoping for?

        My dear, all is not well o. Before you ask,it’s the same old story. My in-laws are at it again. They’ve refused to believe that I’m not a witch and that I cannot possibly eat up all the children in my womb. The doctor’s report means nothing to them. Kiki, these people will soon kill me. Am I God that makes children?

     My mother-in-law is my arch nemesis. Just last week, she brought a dirty, illiterate girl to my house and introduced her to me as my ‘junior wife’. This girl,according to Mama, was from a family known for being fruitful. Guess what Tunde’s reply was. ‘Maybe Mama is right. We should try other means’. I almost threw up. You should trust me na. Immediately Mama left for the village I threw the idiot out.

      As if that was not enough, Mama suddenly appeared at my shop one day and asked me to follow her somewhere. Of course, I had to drop everything and follow. That’s  how she took me to a dilapitated house in the middle of nowhere. She said the solution to my problem was in there. You would think that by now, I would be immune to Mama’s tricks. I was shocked spitless to see that my ‘solution’ was a native doctor. To add insult to injury this man even asked me to bring hundred thousand naira to appease my mother’s spirit and that she was the one holding me back from having children. I turned to Mama and asked her if she was no longer a Christian. ‘What does Christianity have to do with the matter on ground?’ She asked. I jejely packed my bag and went to sit in the car.

        This issue reached its peak yesterday when she brought three of Tunde’s uncles to throw me out of the house. She seemed to derive satisfaction in humiliating me. All the neighbors came out to investigate. Mama started narrating the story of how I bewitched her son to marry me and how I’ve been childless for five years. Kiki, I wept hot tears of shame and anger yesterday. Am I God? If I had the power to make children will I still be childless? It took the neighbors’ intervention to stop her from throwing me out on the street.

     Our people say that when the Iroko falls, even lizards start to play on its trunk. Imaginethe maid offering to teach me how to get pregnant. I almost fired her on the spot but then I thought that it was not her fault. My situation has made me the laughing stock of the whole neighborhood.

       Tunde’s fuse has been short of recent. He flares up at the slightest provocation, sometimes at no provocation at all. So I have to prepare his food before he arrives from work hungry and angry as usual. My love to your family. Do give James a kiss from me.

                                           Cousin Dolapo.

16 thoughts on “To Kiki, With Love” by simisolaade (@simisolaade)

  1. Unfortunately, this is the lot of many married African women. The most horrible feature of the problem of infertility (irrespective of the cause) is the accusations and lack of support the woman suffers; this is aside the potential loss of the man, her home, her properties, et.c. . I have heard stories ranging from the woman’s family encouraging the husband to try elsewhere for children, to the woman getting pregnant after being raped during a spiritual/river washing session by a so called ‘pastor’ her hubby took her to for cleansing. There are instances where men, who know they are the main cause of such infertility, point accusing fingers to their hapless wives. All sorts and the ears are full of the agonies of women in this situations. I think, by now, someone should be thinking of a support group for these women, who could as well be our sisters, abi mow?!

  2. The plight of the childless woman!

    The end came too sudden. Also, the last paragraph contained two different ideas–Tunde’s provocation and the final greeting to the recipient’s family. I don’t think that it is correct that way.

  3. Serious issue enveloped in a letter. Women are really in men’s world, even when the husband is the one with infertility, our society still term the woman as barren, witch and all sort of unthinkable names. In all fairness, you shouldn’t have ended it that way… Anyways, I’m enjoying your writing dexterity. keep it up @simisolaade

  4. I think the end was rushed. It was a good write though.

  5. I really like this letter format that you used.Plot? beautiful.I like the way it flowed like a “gist” as we can tell that kiki is someone that she’s pretty close to.The end like everyone above me has said,came too soon.Surely there must be a way to east into it.Keep writing.

  6. It is a man’s world, and we women simply exist in it. This has been true for ages and will be true forever. This was nicely done, but I will join the others to say that the ending felt rushed. Cheers

  7. I did enjoy it. Clear message.

    Keep writing.

  8. kay (@kaymillion)

    it’s truly a mans world but one day we’ll actually do more than exist …. Feels so good to be back to this platform

  9. this is really one beautiful peace…I love the flow from one paragraph to next. I do not agree that it should be long…you have really summarized all in a short piece.

  10. @musemussang….thanks for reading. It’s quite sad that infertility is a cross that only women bear in Nigeria.

  11. @namdi, thanks a lot. Correction noted.

  12. @shovey, I’m blushing at your compliment. Thanks.

  13. @folakemi, @chijy,@praize,@kaymillion,@anastasia…..thanks for reading. Your comments are truly appreciated. I will try my best to integrate the corrections into the next piece.

  14. Unfortunately this is the cross that women all across have to bear, with increasing alarmity in Nigeria, where our spirituality is sposd to give us hope instead, we turn it around to nail a fellow human being
    When were all less than Perfect
    I hope she has a happy ending,
    And I just want to hit Tunde, how men quickly forget for better for worse

  15. Dee boo, I really wanted a hit Tunde too. But let’s remember that not having a child doesn’t make someone sub-human. Thanks for reading, hope this was more interesting than rs/cvs.

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