We just moved to a new place and as tradition, we called an Olusho to pray for the new house. This man said on the day of my childbirth it’s either i trade my baby for my life or vice versa because my “Egbe” people are angry with me for neglecting them. before this i’ve been feeling suicidal even told my husband months back that “just incase i don’t make it….” (an instruction he should follow). I don’t think it’s a coincidence and we have to pray and “pacify” them but secretly i don’t mind dying because finally i get to rest. This world is tiring. I just pray my baby girl will be okay and i’d get to see her before i go.