One Beautiful evening i went to church to worship God. Immediately i got out of my car i was pressed and needed to use the toilet urgnetly. I ran to the toilet area, when i got there a small baby caught my eyes but i really needed to go so i ran in and eased myself. Phew!
When i came out after washing and drying my hands, i decided to take a good look at that baby so i walked closer. When i got to her i was first irritated, then i felt like crying. I sat down and engaged the little girl that fed her.
This baby was relatively juicy yet small, she was very beautiful yet frail, my heart bled. I asked the young lady why she was feeding her baby with "pap"( corn cereal) she first told me the baby wasnt hers and that the corn meal was what she was given to feed the baby. I looked at her bum and she had rashes all over. I was now very angry, and i demanded to see the baby's mother, they said after the service that i would see the baby's mother. Now i wanted to hear the baby's story. The baby was born to one Miss Funmi and father Unknown( as of now) the mother has refused to touch, feed, bath or take care. Now i really wanted to see this funmi.
After the church service i hurried toward the toilet and i walked into funmi trying to run away, since she had heard that i wanted to see her. I asked he if the baby was hers, she affirmed. I also asked her why she has decided to abandon the child and treat the child like an outcast. I finally told her that before the next church service that she should take the baby off the corn meal and either decide between breast milk and formula feed.
When i saw her next, the baby was on formula feed i was happy but i still needed to move them to bond. so i sat down and got ready for a long day. i saw the baby with funmi's younger sister and this time the nappy rash or bodily rash was gone and she looked a lot better. When funmi came along, she saw me and was startled, we got talking and i saw that being soft spoken wasnt the best so i decided to apply force and this time she complied. She accepted to hold her baby after a lot of scolding and then we tried to breastfeed when i discovered that she has cracked breast ( her nipples needed conditioning) so i spoke to her mother to deal with that and thought her how to make formula feed for her baby.
When i left her she was trying to hold the baby off and on, but she clearly to me two things;
1. The name of the father of the baby
2. How she hates the baby.
I am stunned at how a mother can HATE her baby, a baby you carried for 9 months in your womb, and even to think of giving her away. I an so stunned, i feel sorry for the poor thing, she didn't beg to be born.
When i came out after washing and drying my hands, i decided to take a good look at that baby so i walked closer. When i got to her i was first irritated, then i felt like crying. I sat down and engaged the little girl that fed her.
This baby was relatively juicy yet small, she was very beautiful yet frail, my heart bled. I asked the young lady why she was feeding her baby with "pap"( corn cereal) she first told me the baby wasnt hers and that the corn meal was what she was given to feed the baby. I looked at her bum and she had rashes all over. I was now very angry, and i demanded to see the baby's mother, they said after the service that i would see the baby's mother. Now i wanted to hear the baby's story. The baby was born to one Miss Funmi and father Unknown( as of now) the mother has refused to touch, feed, bath or take care. Now i really wanted to see this funmi.
After the church service i hurried toward the toilet and i walked into funmi trying to run away, since she had heard that i wanted to see her. I asked he if the baby was hers, she affirmed. I also asked her why she has decided to abandon the child and treat the child like an outcast. I finally told her that before the next church service that she should take the baby off the corn meal and either decide between breast milk and formula feed.
When i saw her next, the baby was on formula feed i was happy but i still needed to move them to bond. so i sat down and got ready for a long day. i saw the baby with funmi's younger sister and this time the nappy rash or bodily rash was gone and she looked a lot better. When funmi came along, she saw me and was startled, we got talking and i saw that being soft spoken wasnt the best so i decided to apply force and this time she complied. She accepted to hold her baby after a lot of scolding and then we tried to breastfeed when i discovered that she has cracked breast ( her nipples needed conditioning) so i spoke to her mother to deal with that and thought her how to make formula feed for her baby.
When i left her she was trying to hold the baby off and on, but she clearly to me two things;
1. The name of the father of the baby
2. How she hates the baby.
I am stunned at how a mother can HATE her baby, a baby you carried for 9 months in your womb, and even to think of giving her away. I an so stunned, i feel sorry for the poor thing, she didn't beg to be born.
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