Overwhelming Emotions



I have been laughing all day. Why do we call our loved ones sweet names but the moment we are angry we result in calling them their full names or names that when they hear they know yawa have gas?

 It is difficult to pretend when angry but women will always be women as they would want you to know the gravity of the offence you have committed. I think I do not have an actual pet name but when I am angry I mention the person’s full name and the ancestor name will join so that the gods in their clan will know that wata don pass gari.

Can women really relate to the reason why our mood fluctuate from being excited to anger, a quick shift to surprise, a decline to confusion, a remorseful look of sorry and a total breakdown of tears. I try to wrap my hands round the rush of emotions that engulfs a woman’s mind but I am not certain if I understand how our emotions control our being.

I remember someone asked what I did when I gave birth to my daughter. I said I kept crying. Prior to the delivery of my daughter, I had prayed like never before. In fact the 9 months journey was a praying one. I had come closer to God like never before, when I sleep I dream things that I thought is peculiar to pregnant women.

I love to google everything so I had read dreams and very mysterious ones are associated with pregnant women but my intimacy with God revealed the Almighty speaking to me through dreams. After 30 hours of labour, my knight in shining armour came forth I thought I would just sleep.

Sleep eluded me, all I did was cry. I couldn’t even eat yet my breast was gushing so much milk that I had to express in a cup. This birth story of mine just reveals that most times women can’t really decide their feelings.

When we decide how we want to behave our emotions takes a better part of us. We cry and get overwhelmed, when we can’t explain what we feel we give way to tears. Sometimes we are ashamed of crying openly that we go into our closet and give way to tears.

Can anybody relate with this crying mommy?    

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