{"id":904142,"date":"2026-05-07T05:24:41","date_gmt":"2026-05-07T10:24:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/newsycanuse.com\/index.php\/2026\/05\/07\/theyre-fighting-me-for-my-own-baby-like-im-the-outsider\/"},"modified":"2026-05-07T05:24:41","modified_gmt":"2026-05-07T10:24:41","slug":"theyre-fighting-me-for-my-own-baby-like-im-the-outsider","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/newsycanuse.com\/index.php\/2026\/05\/07\/theyre-fighting-me-for-my-own-baby-like-im-the-outsider\/","title":{"rendered":"They\u2019re Fighting Me for My Own Baby Like I\u2019m the Outsider"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The last time I was here, there were two men who could have been the father of my child. Out of the two, only one knew I was pregnant\u2014Marcus.<\/p>\n

There was Marcus, and there was Kachi. I was eighteen when I fell pregnant and the weight of it shook me. I kept wondering what my life would look like if I chose not to keep the baby, and who the father really was. I thought about giving the child to Kachi, but when I found out he was with multiple women, changing them like rugs, I turned to Marcus.<\/p>\n

At first, Marcus didn\u2019t push or argue. He said whatever I decided, he would respect. The choice was mine, and he would stand by me.<\/p>\n

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But it didn\u2019t take long before he began pressing me. He said he was getting old. I told him I was still young. We went back and forth until he threatened me: \u201cIn my family, we don\u2019t abort. If you do, you\u2019ll die.\u201d<\/p>\n

So I agreed to have the child. We went home, he introduced himself to my family, and I moved in with him in the city.<\/p>\n

I gave birth and didn\u2019t tell my mother. I was young and na\u00efve, but the child changed me in ways I didn\u2019t expect. I stepped up, bathed her, cared for her as if I had done it before. Sometimes I looked at her with pain, other times with awe\u2014because I was her mother.<\/p>\n

Children are supposed to bring joy, but ours didn\u2019t make things easier. But, her birth didn\u2019t bring that kind of blessing.<\/p>\n

Marcus lost his job. Robbers broke into his shop and took everything, down to the last pin. I lost my job too, and suddenly we were at zero\u2014with a child.<\/p>\n

Life since the robbery has been a series of hard days. Marcus owns a piece of land he could sell to start a business. I suggested it so that once the baby is four months old, I can return to work. He refused. Every morning, he wakes up and looks to the hills for a miracle. Some days manna falls; other days, it feels as though God has turned a blind eye to me.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy brother promised me. He won\u2019t fail,\u201d Marcus has said for months. He insists his brother told him to wait and promised to support him with whatever little he has.<\/p>\n

Should he wait for his brother while we starve? Is selling his land such a crime?<\/p>\n

His sister arrived recently and accused me of pressuring him. She told me that if I was tired of the struggle, I should leave, but I had to leave the child behind since I \u201ccame with nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n

I asked if she was serious. She didn\u2019t blink. \u201cYou are not allowed to take the child away,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n

Now, a tug-of-war rages in this house and in my head. I have a child I would die for. She wasn\u2019t born under the right circumstances, but she is here, and I love her. I want to believe that when I return home, my mother will love her too. Or will she? I have been a stubborn child. I ate the forbidden fruit and cast myself away from home. I am only hoping that just as God gave the world a second chance, my mother will take me back like the prodigal daughter I am.<\/p>\n

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