The Abortion that destroyed my life for ever.

I cheated on my absentee husband, got pregnant, aborted & lost a uterus. Now real husbands wants a child.

Thank you for sharing your story about life in Dubai. I followed it to the end.

5years ago, I got married to a handsome and loving man. He was all I needed to succeed. 6 months into our marriage, he decided he was going to South Korea for a Masters scholarship. This was shocking because he had planned everything from day one without my knowledge. He went ahead and made me pregnant, brought me into his house without ever letting me know he had plans to leave me.

He convinced me that in South Korea, he would work for money while studying and make sure I would never lack. Since I loved him, I accepted. Several weeks later, the day for travel came. That night, we made very awesome good by sex, the best he had ever given me. Oh My God, that sex still rings a bell in my ears. He touched me in every sweet spot, hit the G-Spot and he was so energetic I could feel him tearing my walls.

That’s when I wondered how I would survive without this kind of intimacy from him. How would I handle my wet days, my high days, those days when a woman wants what she wants. Ladies know what I mean.

I bid him farewell at Entebbe airport and he left.

True to his word, he kept sending enough money home to support me and the child. We never lacked anything. But something big lacked. After one year of staying very faithful and rejecting all men’s advances, I could nolonger hold it. One day, I had a video call with him and he told me he would return after 4 years. Mind you, he had been away for a year already. 4 more would mean 5years. How would I survive without him all these years.

That is where trouble started. Men kept hitting on me. Men tend to put their best feet forward when hitting on people’s wives. Silly as men can be, they even hire cars to show off, rent beautiful apartments to impress us and wear designer suits to enter our hearts and screw our legs.

A certain man crossed my life. He was good, treated me with respect and kind. He loved my kid so much and was never bothered that my man was in South Korea working. That was not a problem. After several attempts, he won me over. And yes, we made up. Not once, not twice but several times. He filled a gap my absent husband could not fill. He rocked me, romped me, and did whatever he and I desired with my body. It was sweet while it lasted.

I got pregnant. Pregnancy changes a lot of things. Women know what I mean. The day I told the man I was pregnant was the last time I heard from him. I was scared and afraid. He told me, he would never settle with a woman whose real husband was alive and a kid. He left me to handle the shit alone.

Fearing for my life, I did the unthinkable. To cut the story short, I did an abortion. The operation was so bad it took my uterus. Meaning I will never give birth again. My husband is back and he wants a 2nd born, but am not getting pregnant. I don’t even know how to start.

The confusion is real.