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What will you do if you find out the son you raised for years turns out to belong to another?
I was with a client that afternoon when one of my phones rang. Normally, I don't pick calls duringmeetings especially
But it was my mother calling, so excusing myself, I took the call. What she told me spoilt my mood for the rest of the day.
"Sunny, we can't find Eddy!" she stated urgently. She explained further that my younger sister had gone to the school to take him home, when she was told that his mother had picked him up earlier.
"Why did the school allow her to go with him? I remember instructing them that no one could pick him up except my immediate family members. What kind of thing is that?" Istated
Later, as I drove to my mother's place at Surulere (a suburb in Lagos), I kept wondering what Julia, my ex girlfriend and Eddy, my son's mother was up to. Since she had the boy over eight years ago, she had not shown much interest in him. She had left him with my mother at barely six months old, stating she wanted to return to school to complete her degreeprogramme
As it turned out, it was a lie. We learnt that the new man in her life, whom she had moved in with, was not keen on raising another man's child. So, she had dumped the baby with my mother. For nearly four years, Julia never came to check on her baby or ask after him. Eddy was about five years old when she showed up one day, with the boy looking at her like a stranger, unable torecognise
That became the pattern over the years. She would pop in once in six months or so, then disappear again. What kind of mother did that to her own child?
A mother like Julia, who cared more about her own desires and needs, whose sole purpose in life seems to be about catching fun and having a good time...
***
Actually, I met Julia in the ultimate fun spot- a nightclub. I was attracted to her from the start; she was friendly, beautiful and fun loving. That first night we met, she ended up at my house. She was a second year student at the Uni then. We would date for the next two years and it wastwo
Okay, it was fun at the beginning and I lovedher but
Sometimes, she would even bring herman friends to my house when I was away at work or business engagements took me out of town. We had so many fights over this.
"What is it you are looking for with those guys? I give you everything-money, love, attention. What more do you want?"
"Is that all there is to life?" she would retort, blowing cigarette smoke in my face.
I stepped away from her to avoid inhaling the noxious fumes. That was another bone of contention between us- her smoking and drinking habit.
Julia would wake up in the morning and the first thing she would do is to light a cigarette. Because of her, my house often smelled like a cigarette factory.
"You had better stop this your smoking or it will kill you one of these days," I would warn her.
"A man must dieby one thing or the other," she would rejoin.
My mother, on noticing some of these traits in her, called me one day and said:
"Sunny, this girl that has been living with you all this while, what are your plans towards her?"
"What do you mean, Mama?" I countered.
"I hope you are not nursing plans to marry her? That girl nobe am at all!" she said bluntly in pidgin English.
"What do you have against her, Mama? She's not that bad once you get to know her well. She's a nice girl," I told her.
"Nice girl? That one that smokes and drinks as if she works in a brewery! Anyway, I'm not surprised considering where you picked her from!" she retorted.
I assured her not to bother her head about the issue as I was not intending settling down soon with her or any other lady.
That was until one day I returned home to hear some surprising news from Julia...
To Be Continued...
I was with a client that afternoon when one of my phones rang. Normally, I don't pick calls during
But it was my mother calling, so excusing myself
"Sunny, we can't find Eddy!" she stated urgently. She explained further that my younger sister had gone to the school to take him home, when she was told that his mother had picked him up earlier.
"Why did the school allow her to go with him? I remember instructing them that no one could pick him up except my immediate family members. What kind of thing is that?" I
Later, as I drove to my mother's place at Surulere (a suburb in Lagos), I kept wondering what Julia, my ex girlfriend and Eddy, my son's mother was up to. Since she had the boy over eight years ago, she had not shown much interest in him. She had left him with my mother at barely six months old, stating she wanted to return to school to complete her degree
As it turned out, it was a lie. We learnt that the new man in her life, whom she had moved in with, was not keen on raising another man's child. So, she had dumped the baby with my mother. For nearly four years, Julia never came to check on her baby or ask after him. Eddy was about five years old when she showed up one day, with the boy looking at her like a stranger, unable to
That became the pattern over the years. She would pop in once in six months or so, then disappear again. What kind of mother did that to her own child?
A mother like Julia, who cared more about her own desires and needs, whose sole purpose in life seems to be about catching fun and having a good time...
***
Actually, I met Julia in the ultimate fun spot- a nightclub. I was attracted to her from the start; she was friendly, beautiful and fun loving. That first night we met, she ended up at my house. She was a second year student at the Uni then. We would date for the next two years and it was
Okay, it was fun at the beginning and I loved
Sometimes, she would even bring her
"What is it you are looking for with those guys? I give you everything-money, love, attention. What more do you want?"
"Is that all there is to life?" she would retort, blowing cigarette smoke in my face.
I stepped away from her to avoid inhaling the noxious fumes. That was another bone of contention between us- her smoking and drinking habit.
Julia would wake up in the morning and the first thing she would do is to light a cigarette. Because of her, my house often smelled like a cigarette factory.
"You had better stop this your smoking or it will kill you one of these days," I would warn her.
"A man must die
My mother, on noticing some of these traits in her, called me one day and said:
"Sunny, this girl that has been living with you all this while, what are your plans towards her?"
"What do you mean, Mama?" I countered.
"I hope you are not nursing plans to marry her? That girl no
"What do you have against her, Mama? She's not that bad once you get to know her well. She's a nice girl," I told her.
"Nice girl? That one that smokes and drinks as if she works in a brewery! Anyway, I'm not surprised considering where you picked her from!" she retorted.
I assured her not to bother her head about the issue as I was not intending settling down soon with her or any other lady.
That was until one day I returned home to hear some surprising news from Julia...
To Be Continued...
Names have been changed to protect the identity of the narrator and other individuals in the story.
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