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Let’s Talk To Chris

David Bondze-Mbir (DBM): Thank you for participating. What name would you want to go by? (It can be your real first name or any other name of your choosing)

Participant 52: Chris

DBM: Hi Chris. How would you describe yourself?

Chris: I am a father and husband

DBM: What do you want to talk about?

Chris: I was looking through one of my son’s exercise books. He was asked to write about both of his parents, and he wrote just an essay on his mother. He only introduced my name at the ending paragraph, as his father.

DBM: I see

Chris: “My father’s name is …” and that was all that was said about me.

DBM: How old is your boy?

Chris: Eight years

DBM: What did he score in that assignment?

Chris: 8/10

DBM: Okay!

Christ: I asked him why he didn’t talk about me, and he said he didn’t know what to write about me.

DBM: What were you expecting to be written about you?

Chris: His love for me too. He made it seem as if his mother is the only person taking good care of him.

DBM: When you return home from work, what’s your routine like?

Chris: I eat, bath, sit with the kids, watch TV, etc.

DBM: When you ‘sit with the kids’, what do you do with them?

Chris: They watch TV with me and bother me

DBM: Do you talk to/with them?

Chris: Of course, yes!

DBM: What do you talk about?

Chris: Lol! Anything they want to talk about

DBM: Give me an example

Chris: Of what?

DBM: Of what you talk about with the children

Chris: I don’t know. Maybe their day at school, and other complaints, etc.

DBM: Okay! Do you help with the household daily routines?

Chris: Yes!

DBM: What do you do at home?

Chris: I provide for the house.

DBM: What else?

Chris: If something is broken, I get it fixed

DBM: Get it fixed how?

Chris: I find a professional to come and work on it

DBM: What else?

Chris: Dave, I get home late most of the time due to work. And there is usually not much to do

DBM: How about weekends?

Chris: I spend time with family and friends.

DBM: How much time with family?

Chris: I know what you are trying to do

DBM: Let me go straight to the point then: do you help around the house?

Chris: I do, but you have to also understand that, there are certain jobs in marriage that are for men, and others for the woman.

DBM: Which ones are for the man?

Chris: The provider and protector part

DBM: These you like; the ones you don’t like are for your wife, no?

Chris: Lol!

DBM: You help minimally when it comes to domestic responsibilities and household chores, no?

Chris: What has this got to do with my son’s essay?

DBM: Most of the married women I am friends with spend much more of their time cleaning, cooking and taking care of their children, compared with their husbands. And these are career women too.

Chris: How do you know their husbands aren’t supporting them?

DBM: Let’s get back to your weekends; what’s your regular Saturday like?

Chris: I play football or tennis in the mornings with my friends, and then take the family/children out.

DBM: Does your wife have a personal life?

Chris: She does

DBM: When was the last time she went to hang out with friends, or went shopping or partying just to have fun?

Chris: What has this got to do with my son’s essay?

DBM: I have not seen or read your son’s essay, however, from all that you’ve said, I can assume your wife doesn’t have a life outside of her family. You, on the other hand gets to play football and tennis.

Chris: She attended a wedding two weeks ago

DBM: It’s not the same. You have the luxury to party and have fun with friends outside home. Your son is paying attention to the world around him at home, every waking moment. His classroom is not only in school; he sees all that his mother does and would write only about her because she’s present to him, which in itself, is an opportunity for learning.

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HARDER THAN A ROCK

Hello Mr. David,

Sometimes I feel like killing my four-year-old son. Since that child was born, I haven’t been able to have sex with my wife at home. He doesn’t allow it, and I am not joking. I have not had sex with my wife at home since his birth. We plan to have sex outside though, in hotels and short trips during weekends, without the boy. But not in our own matrimonial bed. Four years’ ago, I was anticipating my son’s birth. Mr. Dave, meeting my baby for the first time was one of the most memorable experiences of my life. Becoming his father was a big adjustment for me, but I did not know I was also going to encounter unexplainable hatred for him in addition. He is always holding his mother’s breast.

Three months after the gift of fatherhood, it hit me that I wanted to resume having sex with my wife. The urge was so strong, I wanted it ASAP. I discussed it with my wife and we were both on board. The moment we started kissing, he started crying. My wife had to move to him. That evening, when I tried removing my wife’s underwear, he started to cry again. Ah! The thing bi say, the moment my wife attends to him, she totally forgets about me. The crying during attempted sex continued for a week. One day, I asked my wife not to mind him and rather let us have sex. She was a few seconds in giving me a hot bj when BOOM, something fell. We rushed to check and it was our baby, he had fallen from his court. He cried so hard my testosterone level dropped from nine to -2055. My libido dipped for four months straight. I went on a guilt trip because I thought it was my fault.

When he was six months old, I tried to have sex again with my wife in our bedroom. The moment the baby sensed his mother’s vibe with me, he started his drama. We locked our bedroom door, but he managed to stop us five minutes later. He had swallowed a coin and almost died. The evil boy has swallowed or tried swallowing TV remote battery, pins, crayons, buttons, pepper, broken glass, wood metals, etc. just to prevent me from having sex with his mother. He broke my TV when he was two years old, cut himself with a knife to bleed, turned on the gas cooker and almost lit a match.

In a nutshell, Mr. Dave, I am tired of practicing patience with that evil child. I don’t know what to do. Now that he goes to school, I still can’t have sex with my wife at home because our phones ring and it’s his teachers. Anytime we want to have sex, he collapses at school or swallows something sharp and bleeds. Am I the only parent with such a child?

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