There’s this funny mind game my wife and I play every month 😂
The moment her cycle delays a bit, I’ll start acting excited:
“Ehn ehn… finally, you’re pregnant.”
Meanwhile, she’ll instantly panic:
“God forbid. Not yet please 😭”
Then after extra days of suspense, her cycle finally shows up.
I’ll pretend to be disappointed like I really wanted another baby 😂
She’ll smile with relief and say,
“Thank God.”
But deep down, I’m celebrating too because even me sef, I’m not ready for another child 😭
Especially not in this Tinubu economy.
Next month, we go again:
shoot, withdraw, and pray for safe cycle 😂
Is this a men's thing or it's just me?