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  • Life Of An Autism Mum

    Life Of An Autism Mum

    Life Of An Autism Mum

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “Life Of An Autism Mum Episode 1 Or Chapter One Of Life Of An Autism Mum Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🤱 Life Of An Autism Mum:

    When my son was diagnosed with Autism at age 3, I had no idea what I was doing.

    It was hard. It was overwhelming.
    I wasn’t sure how to deal with his behaviours. We weren’t getting any sleep. He wasn’t eating well. We were in the thick of it.

    I was trying to reconcile the unknown, worries, fears, the future, a family, and the reality of the present.

    It was too much when combined with all of the regular daily life stuff like taking care of house cleaning and errands. And at the midst of it all having other babies.

    When I think back, I now know that we were in survival mode,and as tough as it might get we have no option but to hang on and keep hoping for a better way.

    Even today, we go in and out of survival mode.

    But, things are different because of what I’ve learned over the years about taking care of myself. I wish I had learned these things sooner.

    I ignored all the talk about self-care when Mohammed was diagnosed. I had no time to think about myself as I processed his diagnosis. There was no breathing room in our chaos.

    How can you make time for yourself when your child was constantly screaming, hard for him to sit down and could not even process the world around him or even recognize you as his mum.But, there were little things that I could have done to make things better.

    I fell into a spiral of blaming my self constantly. I became more worried abt my child and also the little other humans I was bringing in to the world as well. Questions like what if my other kids regressed again close to age 3? My second child got lots of pressure and faces lots of obstacles as well. The only word planted in my head then was just Autism.

    I started feeling alone and locked myself in a world where I think no one else understands me or what am going thru. Nothing interest me anymore. It became more difficult day in and day out.

    Finding an interest outside of your child’s diagnosis. I love to watch Netflix and nollywood movies. In my quiet time like driving to the store or work I play my gospel songs and I became so addicted to those songs. And eventually my faith got so strong.

    Finally reality kicks in and I realize that I needed me again. So much of my time is dedicated to my son’s care, and my other kids. It’s nice to have interests that don’t involve autism or his cecostomy. It’s healthy not to spend all my time researching tools, approaches and treatments.

    It’s so important to find friends who understand raising a child with a disability and complex medical needs. It can be very isolating and difficult to physically attend play dates or meets ups with friends. I have found so many wonderful friends online who have been such a great support to me. There are no expectations and you don’t have to leave your house.

    Remind yourself that you are human and that you are doing a good job. Social media is very one sided so don’t compare yourself to others or think they have it all together. Don’t wait for praise from others to validate yourself.

    No matter where you are on this journey-whether your just starting out or years in-you must be kind and forgiving to yourself. No one is perfect and no one has it all together.

    You will never speak to anyone more than you speak to yourself so make those words kind, encouraging and supportive.

    Autism is lifelong journey. There is no competition. It is not a race, it is a journey so take care of yourself!

    Life Of An Autism Mum And don’t forget to be kind along the way.

  • My Fiancee Is Threatening Me With A Breakup Because I Refused To Give Her Mother Money For An Abortion

    My Fiancee Is Threatening Me With A Breakup Because I Refused To Give Her Mother Money For An Abortion

    My Fiancee Is Threatening Me With A Breakup Because I Refused To Give Her Mother Money For An Abortion

    My Fiancee Is Threatening Me With A Breakup Because I Refused To Give Her Mother Money For An Abortion

    I am a civil servant and will be 30 years old by Oct. 2nd, my fiance is 26 years old and just finished her youth service but is yet to get a job, and we are planning to get married by December.

    We have had a good and sweet relationship, and her family knows me very well because I helped in training her through the polytechnic I do assist her family as much I can with my meager salary, but recently my fiancee has been giving me attitude, and threatening to quit the relationship over a 50k request which she said her mother needed for an abortion.

    When she asked me for the money I thought she was joking and needed the money for something else, I wondered why the mother would be going for an abortion when the father was still around or is it that the pregnancy was a mistake? she told me that it wasn’t the father that was responsible for the pregnancy that her mother’s lover who impregnated her is a young man who doesn’t have a job yet and if the father finds out it will mean very big trouble for her mother and that is the reason she wants to abort the pregnancy. I told her bluntly that I wouldn’t be part of such an unholy act ever since then she has refused to come to my place or to pick up my calls.

    Yesterday, I went to her house and met the mother at home when I asked of Dezzy my fiancée, she told me that she wasn’t home and refused to tell me where she went to, she was acting cold towards me and that is very unusual of her, my instinct is telling me that it was because I refused to give her the money for the abortion, but last night I got a text message from her that if I didn’t giver her the money that means I don’t love her and it will be the end of our relationship.

    I have been calling her to explain that I don’t have the money and that my spirit also does not accept such things but she has been rejecting my calls right now I am confused I don’t have the money and I don’t want to lose my precious Dezzy.

    Do I go for a loan, or do I stand my ground on not giving her the money for the abortion?

    I need honest advice, Please….!!!

  • An Idol (Poem)

    An Idol (Poem)

    An Idol Poem

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “An Idol An Idol Poem Of An Idol Poem Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🧑‍🎤 An Idol POEM: 💞

    This is the goal of most men,
    Who wants to be worshipped by men.
    this is the act of the mind,
    which cause them to go blind.

    they want to be god,
    forcing obedient with their rod.
    because of their common wealth,
    they want to even take people’s health.

    they want to be the authority,
    ruling over the minority.
    they want to be a superior being,
    forgetting the superior being.

    they want to make souls to kneel,
    Making them to bow on their kneels.
    they want the power to themselves,
    forgetting that life is not their own.

  • An Eye For An Eye (Part 1)

    An Eye For An Eye (Part 1)

    An Eye For An Eye Part 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “An Eye For An Eye Part 1 Of An Eye For An Eye by John Adesogan Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🤦 An Eye For An Eye Part ONE:

    (A STORY OF UNFORGIVENESS WRITTEN BASED ON PERSONAL EXPERIENCE)

    HOW IT ALL STARTED…

    What I am writing about today is something that has been on my mind but I didn’t have the gut to talk about it because it’s so embarrassing plus the fact that I usually feel hurt whenever I remember, until recently that God finally helped me to find peace. It happened many years ago, when I was still a teenager, living under my parents. Though I didn’t tell them, none of my siblings knew too, I guess they’ll see it here now sha. My wife is the only one I’ve ever told, and I didn’t forget how I cried bitterly on the day I was narrating the terrible ordeal to her. Trust me, I am typing this with a big grin on my face right now, because God has helped me to get over it 😁😁
    Sit back, read, laugh and learn ✌️✌️✌️

    I am the type that likes travelling a lot, so I convinced one of my big sisters back then (not my biological sister) to allow me follow her to Ilorin (Kwara State) to spend one of the December holidays and she obliged. I also begged her to come help me talk to my parents to grant me a pass and she did. Fortunately for me (or maybe unfortunately, you’ll understand as we move on), my parents agreed, they said I could go to Kwara with her for the holiday.

    I’ve lived all my life in Kogi (my state of origin), though Ilorin was my place of birth. My dad told me he was living there till few months after my birth that he was transferred to Kogi State. So we relocated to Kogi when I was still less than a year old.

    I was more than grateful for the privilege to see another part of the world. So, I grabbed my stuffs already and off we went!

    Oh, my first time in Kwara as an individual that is aware of himself, I was so excited. I felt like “Finally, village boy don visit city ooo” 😃😃😃. I even had a pen and notepad in my hand, I was writing the names of all the fine places I saw so that I would have enough gist to give my friends in the village.

    My big sister took me to one area in Ilorin called Taiwo Oke, that was where her own elder sister, Auntie Seun, was living. She told me that I would be spending my holiday with Auntie Seun, and assured me that I would be well taken care of. She would also be around to see to my well-being.

    The house was a “Face me I slap you” storey building and Auntie Seun’s room was one of the rooms at the top floor. The top floor had about 10 rooms, 5 on each side, facing each other, and a passageway separating the rooms. There were occupants in all of the rooms.

    Auntie Seun was very kind to me, she took good care of me, my biological siblings wouldn’t have done better. Auntie Seun was working, so most times, she would be at work during the day and I would be home alone.

    Living in the room next to our own was one Auntie, a complete slay mama, she should be in her early 30s. She had different men she was messing around with, I mean elderly men, people’s husbands. Usually, all the tenants would be at work during the week days. Apart from me, she was the only person who was always home. Her customers usually come visiting in big cars. I can’t say she had no job, at least, she dey do hook up for her room 😁😁😁😃😃

    One of the days Auntie Seun had gone to work, it was around the time that P Sqaure’s “Busy body” album was still trending, I was inside the room jeje, relaxing with the music. I even increased the volume to a considerable level because I didn’t want to hear all the moaning that usually come from the room of hook up Auntie and her “aristo” customers. Only wall was separating my room and her own. When it was past mid-day, I heard a knock on the door.

    When I opened the door, I saw a lady standing at the door, almost n@ked, she was tying a short towel, leaving all her l@p area and cle@vage exposed. The sight was somehow, I almost shouted “Blood of Jesus” and banged the door at her face but I considered such as embarrassment. I quickly thought to myself…“haaa, what is this one again this hot afternoon now?”

    Guess who was standing at the door? It was our hook up Auntie oo. I was wondering why she came knocking because she was not someone who had good relationship with neighbours. You know, people who engage in her kind of deals usually live in seclusion, perhaps, because of their conscience. In fact, I had never seen her and Auntie Seun having any kind of conversation. So, I was curious, I was looking forward to hearing why she came knocking.

    People of God, what she said to me shocked the living day light out of me, she said…

    TO BE CONTINUED