I never thought of myself as Open, Fun, Domesticated…..
Marriage has changed enhanced a lot of my recessive genes.
While I was still single, I found it hard to stay in the kitchen for more than 30 minutes. I ate all things convenient. Bread of course, yam, eggs, baked beans, etc. I relied on my mom for the hard stuff like beans, efo riro, etc. I remember I once dated a guy who wanted me to cook for him… let’s just say, that didn’t end well.
Months before I got married, I asked myself many questions. How I was going to cope with the responsibilities? Was I going to cook every day? Would I get a maid? Would I have to wash my clothes as well as my husband’s? Was marriage going to change us? These were questions that hunted me. Having heard so many stories of how people especially the men change once they get married, I decided within myself that I was going to trust God and go in freestyle, hoping all will be well. (Please note that there is a level of maturity needed and a high level of trust in God).
Fast forward to almost three years later, I find myself developing a strategy that works for me. I do the major cleaning once a week – this is a great stress reliever for me, I cook what my husband likes – major cooking is done once in three days, I am now comfortable staying in the kitchen longer than 30 minutes (do I have a choice?) and I outsource the laundry….. It is a fact that my husband and I have changed, we are much more responsible and have grown deeper love and respect for each other. Has it been easy? Definitely not. Neither has it been as hard as I feared.
Deciding who to get married to can be really hard.
There was a time in my life where I had random guys practically walk up to me to ask my hand in marriage. It was a real battle. Marriage has always been something I really wanted and now that I am married, I realize who you decide to settle down with matters a whole lot.
I’ll give you one good reason why. You see, my daughter sweats a lot – she got that from her dad. She walks funny – she got that from me. She hangs her clothes and panties on the door handle – me. She has ‘thin’ eyes – that’s from her dad. She has a big forehead – me again. Her nose is small – still me. She’s cunning – definitely her dad. So one good reason why deciding on a life partner is really important… Genes! Defined as ‘a unit of heredity which is transferred from a parent to offspring and is held to determine some characteristic of the offspring’ – Google.
So beware / be alert of genes. Does your boyfriend / girlfriend have a weird looking brother? Be warned! Your son might look just like him.