My name is Harriet Namayengo, I’m 40 years
old and i come from Lugazi, Uganda. I’m a
married lady but with no children. I've written
this letter to fans of this page to share with
you my pain that I’ve always lived with. It’s
pain of childlessness that was inflicted upon
me by my heartless co-wife.
It all happened 12 years ago. I had just
completed my Nursing course and i was
working in one of the missionary hospitals in
Uganda. While still at school, i fell in love with
James, a medical officer in Eastern Uganda.
James was such a nice man that he always
visited me at school and showered me with
so many presents. This honestly convinced me
that he was single as he had told me.
While in my last year at the Nursing school, i
got pregnant and so James arranged for our
wedding, I had already been assured a job at
the hospital, he decided to put me in his
house in Kampala. The shock of my life
however came shortly after i gave birth to my
baby gal. It was then that James disclosed to
me that he was so excited coz i had finally
given him a baby gal since he had 5 sons. I
was surprised and when i told him to repeat
what he had said; he apologized and said it
was a mistake.
I could see it in his eyes that he was hiding
something from me so i probed him further.
This is when he told me that he was actually
married and had a wife with 5 sons. I was
disappointed but confused since i loved
James so much.
He organized a meeting in which he
introduced to me his first wife. At first my co-
wife pretended to be so nice, which shocked
me. My co-wife began frequenting my home
claiming that she wanted to see James. This
was so frustrating coz James had a time table
for both of us.
Her intentions however cruelly manifested
when on coming back one day, i found my
baby missing. I called my maid and asked her
where the baby was, she told me she had left
her at home (my home) with Mama Davis (my
co-wife). My blood soon ran cold when i
landed on a note from my co-wife that
instructed me to check in the kitchen for my
surprise ‘GIFT’. My intuition told me there was
a problem and indeed i was right.
On reaching the kitchen, i smelt a burning
meat. There was a big sauce pan on the
cooker and upon opening it, i saw my baby
boiling. This surely was the scariest sight I’ve
been subjected to in my whole life. Ever since
that day, I’ve never seen my co-wife again
though i heard that she had ran mad and was
roaming on the streets of Narobi, Kenya. I'm
haunted by the image of my daughter. I now
hate men and decided never to fall in love
again.

Ok. What's the way forward?

Very unfortunate.
Men and their wahala!
What has happened has happened.
You will need to find some peace and move on.

Wow. What a wicked woman. I hope she burns in hell.
You people are very calm for this level of wickedness.boiling a baby? Seriously? What sort of devilish s.hit is that?
If I were her I would hunt that woman and kill her myself.Nonsense.

Gosh!