My husband was a bread winner at his home, when he introduced me to his family many years ago they were happy to finally meet me. We were both teachers and had no kids. They were probably happy about the fact that he was dating someone who was also working.
Meaning i wasn't gonna disturb their financial plans with his mone. They assumed I'd be helping out too. Especially because i had no responsibilities since my parents were pensioners enjoying their retirement funds.
My unemployed sister inlaw with three kids always warned me against having kids. One day i decided to ask why, she said it would ruin their financial structure. I was taken aback by that answer and i decided i will fall pregnant.
A year later my husband and i tried for a baby and we fell pregnant at the very first try and we were ecstatic. When i was 12 weeks pregnant we decided to break the news to both our families. My parents were over the moon, they were finally going to get their first grandchild.
His family was very disappointed, so much that they couldn't even hide it. They started acting weird towards me from that point on. My husband decided he wanted to pay lobola before the bump showed and we got married with a traditional wedding just before giving birth.
My mother inlaw and my husband's siblings didn't show up. Just a few of his relatives and so many of his friends. His relatives could see that i am not okay and they comforted me. According to them my mother inlaw is a very petty person who doesn't want any of her working kids leaving home.
We were told a day before our wedding day that my mother inlaw was extemly ill so we can't have the wedding at his home on the second day . After the wedding we went to see how his mom was doing and baby girl was absolutely well kore no mathata nix.
We decided to let it go and not even ask anything because it was evident that they didn't want to be a part of our marriage. So fine we left things like that and i decided i won't go to their home anymore because it was clear i wasn't welcome.
A couple of days went by and my husband came back home with a 5kg black bucket at the back of his boot. He said his mother's neighbour gave it to him. We opened the bucket together and it was full of blood mixed with water. Chicken livers and a picture of me pregnant.
The picture had many holes on the tummy and a needle on the forehead. The neighbour said she had a dream of my mom inlaw burying something there and he was summoned to tell my husband.
It was obvious that it was meant to harm my child and i. We tried saving the baby but it was too late. I gave birth to a still born baby born. We did not confront her or anything. My second pregnancy happened a year later and this time it was a miscarriage within my first trimester.
I then confronted my mother in law out of pain and anger and all she said was keep forcing and i will take your life. I have since walked out of that marriage and i still love my husband but if it puts my life and happiness on the line then it had to be cut.
I heard he lost his job after falling into depression and now his entire family has abondoned him. I begged him time and again to move far away from his family and just love them from a distance and he refused. I had to choose me and my life and i left.
I wish he could be okay but i am even scared to contact him because i don't know what feelings i might trigger.
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