The Man Every Woman Prays For After She Messes Up.
So, seven years ago, my life was really in a difficult place. I got pregnant, and the guy who got me pregnant refused to accept the pregnancy. He broke up with me and then moved to Saudi Arabia. I was completely devastated. I was staying with my grandmother at the time, you understand? During that period, I didn’t know who to turn to. I even contemplated aborting the child, but because of my religion, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.
Then I met a guy named Jay. When I met him, the pregnancy wasn’t showing yet, so I actually considered pinning the pregnancy on him. But once again, my conscience wouldn’t allow me to do that. When Jay asked me out and I agreed, I decided to be honest with him. After a month or two, I told him the truth: that I was pregnant by my ex, who had refused the pregnancy, broken up with me, and left the country.
I expected Jay to walk away, but he didn’t. Instead, he held my hand, hugged me, and said, ‘My baby, you’re not pregnant. We are pregnant. I will take care of you and the baby like my own.’ That was the first time in my life I truly felt loved and wanted.Jay took care of me throughout the pregnancy. He didn’t have much money—he’s not rich, you understand? He just has a small shop where he works. But whatever he earned, he made sure I never lacked anything. Whatever I needed, he provided it. When the child was born, we were all so happy.
Then, when the child was about one year old, my ex started calling me again. He said he was sorry, that he didn’t know what had come over him, and so on. I’m ashamed to admit this, but I still had a soft spot for him. I fell for his words because I still loved him. So I forgave him and started seeing him secretly behind Jay’s back.
Yes, I’m ashamed of what I did, but at the time, I was foolish and thought I was in love. Whenever I went to meet my ex, I would leave my one-year-old with the neighbors. I’d only leave behind some food and a little money so they could buy anything extra if needed. My neighbors were always happy to help because the baby was really cute.
Jay never found out because he always left for his shop early and came back very late. Not once did he return home early, so I always had the time to go see my ex. One thing led to another, and I got pregnant again—this time by my ex.
The moment I told him about the pregnancy, he got angry, insulted me, blocked my number, and told me never to contact him again. I was devastated. I didn’t know what to do—whether to abort the baby or try to pin this pregnancy on Jay too. I was so scared.
But in the end, I decided to own up to my mistakes. One day, I knelt down, cried, pleaded, and broke down completely. I told Jay everything: that I had cheated on him with my ex, that I still had feelings for him, but now the ex had gotten me pregnant again and wanted nothing to do with me or the child. I cried so hard.
For the first time in my life, I saw a man cry like that. Jay broke down and cried like a baby. I felt terrible. I kept apologizing and pleading, promising that something like this would never happen again.
He didn’t speak to me for three whole days. He didn’t kick me out—we were still together—but he was silent. Still, I kept apologizing every chance I got. On the fourth day, he saw me crying secretly.He held my hands, hugged me, gave me his shoulder to cry on, and told me that he loved me so much. Just as he had accepted the first pregnancy as his own, he said he would accept the second one too and take care of both children as his.
I was shocked. That day, I vowed never to treat him badly again and never to hurt him in any way. From then on, we became even closer. Our relationship grew stronger, deeper, and more loving.
After about a year, Jay got an opportunity to travel abroad through a friend. He left, and I stayed behind with the two kids. But we talked every day. Even with the long distance, our bond grew tighter, and our love remained unbroken.
After four years, Jay was finally able to process the papers for me and the kids. Now the three of us have joined him in the US.
I’m just here to say that Jay is a great man. Jay is a beautiful man. Jay is a wonderful man, and I’m so happy God brought someone like him into my life.
If you’re a lady going through something similar, be honest with your man. If he leaves, then you know that man is not for you. But if he stays, then never, ever do that to him again. For me, I have vowed never to cheat on him. Even during those four years he was away, I never saw anyone else. I never met anyone. I have decided that he is the only one for me now.
I just want to say thank you, Jay.”
