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The joy of Motherhood
I never knew what it entails to be called a mother until that fateful midnight when water broke out and drenched my multi-colored ankara wrapper.
The time has come!!!!
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The pain could not be explained and I couldn't stop crying.
Tears of joy (I would be carrying my baby soon) accompanied with so much pain.
After few hours in the labor room, I heard the beautiful, innocent and unbleached noise of my baby.
Wowwwww!!!! What a relief of pain with sound that comes from the tenderness of my Baby.
Now I see why my mother want and pray so much for me(it worth it)
Now I can boldly say to myself I am a Mother
Indeed the Joy of Motherhood knows no bound God Bless all Mothers and grant those who do not have a Joy of Motherhood