“Due date is here.”
Ik and Irene stood facing each other at the centre of their dimly lit honeymoon suite. They had waited a long time – 18 months- for this day, and now it seemed a little overwhelming. At some point during those 18months, they had begun to refer to their wedding night as ‘due date’- the day when they would finally have sex. Staying celibate throughout their relationship had not been easy, especially as they had both had sex before, but it was something they had both been determined to do; and they had. Now they were here.
“Lights on or off?” Irene’s voice was slightly shaky.
“It doesn’t matter; you’re beautiful either way” Ik said, pulling her toward him. He could sense her shyness, but he was bound to put her at ease. She was a totally different person than her usual confident self and he couldn’t wait to tease her about it later. He remembered the first time they’d met; she was standing with a group of friends in a restaurant; not the Queen Bee, but obviously the strongest- there was something in her face that made you want to know her, and subsequently as in his case, love her. “It’s okay babe, we’ll go slowly.”
She sighed. This wasn’t shyness. No way had she been celibate for the last 4 years to be shy when the time was right, no. She was just a bit uneasy, especially after the conversation she’d had with her best friend, Nona, the previous night. Nona was seven months pregnant for her second child, and was quite heavy. They had been best friends since secondary school and had stuck with each other through periods, boys, and now, marriage.
“You’re laughing at me, abi? Don’t worry, you’ll soon be in my shoes”, Nona half-laughed, half-waddled out of the bathroom.
“At least not for another year, so until then, I’mma laugh all I want”, Irene shot back, still laughing.
“Awww you guys really plan not to have children for a year?”
“Of course! We need to take time to just enjoy each other, you know?”
“Hmmm”, Nona absentmindedly massaged her back. “ So… which method are you guys using?”
“Contraception ma’m. How are y’all not getting pregnant?”
“Well.” Irene looked away. “We decided we didn’t want to do anything risky, so…pull out.”
“Pull what?! Hahahhaha.” Now it was Nona’s turn to erupt in almost uncontrollable laughter. “Look baby girl, let me just welcome you to the mothers club already.”
“Ik says he’s able to control it, and he used to do it a lot before we started dating.” Irene was red in the face now.
“Uh huh. Of course he said that. Look; you see this thing you and Ik are doing? This 1 year no kids thing? Well David and I had those plans too.”
“Oh? But you got pregnant before you guys even tied the knot officially.”
“Exactly. And guess what ‘method’ we were using?”
“Look babe, if you guys are serious about enjoying each other before kids come – and for the record I think it’s a great idea. Dave and I are doing great, and we love Jr. and this one coming with all our hearts, but sometimes, just sometimes…anyway, if you guys are serious, then you have to consider using proper contraceptives.”
Ik reluctantly pulled his lips from her skin. “Yes honey”
“Are you sure about… pulling out? Shouldn’t we just use a condom?”
“Of course babe, don’t worry; I got this.”
“Babe I’m so sorry.”
“I just…I couldn’t…it’s been such a long time.”
“Oh come on! Listen IK, do you really want it to be just us for a year?”
“Of course I do.”
“Then we have to get proper contraceptives. This…way is obviously not sustainable, it’s not”.
“You’re right. We can go to the pharmacy in the morning to get the new one-dose emergency pill, I think it’s called POSTPILL and then to the hospital to adopt a regular contraceptive method. Okay? I’m really sorry.”
“Sup mama, how’re you?”
“Ugh, you make me feel so old”, Nona half-heatedly complained.
“Oh come on, you know I didn’t mean it like that; I meant mama in the endearing way, not like ‘mother of kids’. Not like kids are a bad thing now- Junior is adorable, and Zite is the cutest tiniest human I’ve ever seen.
“Uh, huh”, Nona grinned reluctantly. How’s IK? How are you guys doing?”
“We’re goood! Heading to London for a week on Tuesday- John Legend’s playing at the o2.”
“I’m so proud of, and happy for you guys though, what’s it been, 7 months?”
“7months, 4 weeks and 2 days”, Irene said beamed.
“And you’re not pregnant yeah? The Sayana Press injections working well?”
“Yes! The injections have been absolutely perfect so far.”
“Ugh! I wish Dave and I had had the sense to use them. Ah well.”
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