01/12/2025
THE STORY I NEVER SHARED
💛 MY JOURNEY: FROM RESIGNATION, PAIN & SHAME… TO PURPOSE & GRATITUDE 💛
Sometimes life pushes us into a chapter we never planned for… but God already wrote the ending right? That accounts for my native name IFECHIDE.
A few years ago, I made one of the hardest decisions of my life.
I resigned from my job while I was pregnant.This is a job I cheerish so much not because of the pay.
It wasn't easy. The fear, the uncertainty, the judgment… it was real. People whispered, people stared, people talked. Some even asked why I would “throw my job away” at such a sensitive time. Some said I would have gotten a replacement before resignation.
But only God knew the battles I was fighting.
Four months after delivery— I questioned my conviction, my thoughts, my being. I thought hard like - what would I be doing afterwards, who is going to hire a woman with a child, a newborn? Even if I get a job , how would I manage my home, my child, my husband and a job? What would I do and still be happy doing even if it didn't pay me much or even pay at all? I thought of how I love to dress up everyday and show up at work. I thought of how it would make sense if I can actually make these clothes and more for myself. That was the spark.
And then when my body was still healing and my emotions were everywhere—
I picked myself up and enrolled in fashion school.
With a newborn baby on my back and a dream in my heart.
Many days I cried.
Some days I felt like giving up.
And then… in the middle of that struggle…
I found out I was pregnant again. Baby number 2.
I can’t lie—
The shame hit me.
The fear hit me.
The “what will people say?” almost drowned me.
I would want to sew for my assignments and my baby will start crying, refuse to sit alone, refuse to be carried by others, keep crying for long. Sometimes my baby would hold my legs or chair while crying on the floor begging to be carried or held close. I won't lie it wasn't easy.
But motherhood has a strange way of making you stronger than you ever imagined.
I kept going.
Learning.
Practicing.
Sewing.
Failing.
Starting again.
Carrying pregnancy and caring for my newborn while threading needles and cutting fabrics.
It wasn’t perfect.
But grace carried me.
Today, I look back and I don’t see the pain anymore—
I see PURPOSE.
I see GROWTH.
I see a woman who refused to be defeated.
I see a mother who chose destiny over fear.
I see the hand of God Almighty, who held me, lifted me, strengthened me and placed me exactly where He wants me to be.
I am not where I want to be yet…
But I am not where I used to be.
And today, I share my journey because someone out there needs to hear this:
Don’t give up.
Your story is not over.
God is still writing.
To every mother, dreamer, hustler, creative and woman in transition—
You are stronger than you think.
You can start again.
You can grow at your own pace.
And one day, you will look back and thank God that you didn’t stop.
đź’› Thank You Lord for carrying me through this journey and giving me a voice, a craft, and a reason to keep pushing.
The best is still unfolding.
If my story inspires you, please drop a ❤️, comment, or share.
Let’s grow this page together. My 30-day fashion challenge continues—
And this is only the beginning.
