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PSG and Morocco Star Achraf Hakimi's wife filed for divorce & wanted more than half of the Moroccan footballer's property and fortune. When they arrived in court, they realized that Achraf Hakimi had nothing. Achraf Hakimi had put his entire fortune under his mother's name a long time.

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Nana Ama Mcbrown moved from despite media to media general/ Onua TV

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Aisha Sesay the former CNN News Anchor shares her story as she welcomes her first child at 46

I never thought I’d be 46 and having a baby on my own — but here I am
Here’s how it all happened.

By Isha Sesay

If you’d told the 16-year-old me that at 46, I’d be divorced, single and having a baby on my own — by choice! — I’d have shuddered and firmly said “no!” Back then, I had very definite ideas about the future course my personal life would take, and it didn’t look like this. I imagined something way more straightforward and dare I say it, conventional.

I’ve been blessed to build the career of my dreams over decades as a journalist — 13 years on air for CNN International, traveling the world to cover global events and interviewing presidents, movie stars and world leaders. I published a book, became a UN Goodwill Ambassador and started a nonprofit to help empower African girls, but in my quiet moments the one thing I wanted the most, to become a mother, remained out of reach.

When I got cancer, no one told me how to tell my kids. Here's how I did it

A brief marriage to a kind man didn’t result in children, and then the year I turned 40, my mum had a catastrophic stroke, leaving me no emotional space to contemplate anything other than caring for her. Six years went by and a few months ago I found myself in a subpar relationship with a man who took about 12 hours to reply to all my texts, among other red flags. It was then, in the aftermath of our inevitable breakup, that it hit me: Not having a child would be the greatest regret of my life. And with my biological clock ticking down, if I was waiting for the right man to come along before I did it, well, I might just find myself out of time.

In the aftermath of our breakup, it hit me: Not having a child would be the greatest regret of my life. ... If I was waiting for the right man to come along before I did it, well, I might just find myself out of time.

So, I decided to take control of my life and settle on the bravest and scariest decision I have ever made: to have a baby on my own. I had many long conversations with myself and tried to get to grips with questions about what it would mean to not have the support of a partner, both emotionally and financially. How would I handle society’s questions? What would being a single parent mean for my child? I still don’t have all the answers, but I decided to take the leap because I refuse to let fear, social conventions or judgment hold me back from seeking this joy.

The process hasn’t been easy. The endless array of meetings with various doctors has also required a battery of blood tests, pelvic exams, bruising injections, nausea-inducing medication and an unexpected fibroid surgery. But perhaps most challenging of all has been the emotional dimension of this journey, especially surrounding my choice of a s***m donor. The decision asked of me to confront questions surrounding the importance of the race, ethnicity, religion and educational background of my child’s father. Essentially, it forced me to re-examine my own upbringing, values and worldview. But harder still was the task of trying to tease clues from the questionnaires that would tell me whether a donor was a good man? Did he have a moral compass? Was he truly kind, empathetic, open-minded? Ultimately, I made a decision — entirely on my own — and I have no regrets.

Getting pregnant forced me to ask tough questions about myself, my values and my own
Upbringing.

My first IVF attempt was unsuccessful, and I cried for days afterward, before I could find the strength to start the process all over again a few months later. But with each passing day, I grew more fearful and anxious about my chances of being able to successfully carry a child. Those feelings only intensified when my doctor decided to halt my second attempt mid-cycle because my body was responding negatively to the medication. With two failed attempts to my name, I approached my third embryo transfer with relatively low expectations. In the two weeks that followed the procedure, my mind raced uncontrollably and I battled the urge to take an early pregnancy test. The day before I was scheduled to return to the clinic, I finally caved in and bought a home test because I couldn’t bear a repeat of the hours-long wait before the clinic called with the results. The next morning I got up long before the sun was up, anxiously headed to my bathroom and opened the box. The minutes ticked by and I cycled through a myriad of emotions. When the word “pregnant” flashed up on the tiny screen, I screamed and fell to my knees before bursting into tears.

Even though many weeks have gone by since then and my belly is growing larger by the day, whenever I say the words, “I am pregnant,” it is with no small measure of amazement. I am elated, emotional, terrified, but above all thankful. My pregnancy journey is just beginning, but so far I can tell you that in addition to great joy, it has also brought unenviable amounts of nausea, fatigue, food aversions, sound sensitivity and an ongoing battle with my hormones. In the weeks ahead, I plan to share more of my life-changing experience in the hope that if there is anyone out there being held back from chasing their heart’s desire — no matter what it is — maybe my story will spark something in them and provide the little nudge they need to go for it.

(Today.com)

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Congratulations

*Things that define Africans*

1. Urinating behind the latrine

2. Wife sleeping next to the wall

3. Keeping brooms behind the door

4. When you get rich, people say it must be Sakawa

5. When you get old, you're a witch

6. When you take a bath, they will ask if you are going somewhere.

7. Keeping some plates, cups and spoons aside specifically for visitors.

8. Counting pieces of meat.

9. No natural death in Africa.... your enemy is always the cause.

10. Counting money after withdrawing from ATM.

11. Marrying a beautiful woman is associated with marrying a pr******te.

12. There are some special parts of the chicken meat that are always reserved for the husband (eg. Gizzard)

13. Removing shoes when walking in the mud.

14. Buying new clothes when it is Christmas.

15. When one is given microphone, they first blow air into it or tap it with a finger, to test it if it is working, (even when the person passing it on was using the same mic.

16. Sweeping the whole compound when is expecting visitors.

17. Looking left and right when crossing One Way road.

18: Keeping an empty plastic water bottle after drinking, for future use.

19: Reserving a special chair for the Husband

20: Feeling proud when sitting next to a white person in a bus.

21. There is always a special bowl for the Father/Husband to eat in. After eating it’s washed and kept in the (Room Divider) 😀😀
Agoro nkoaaa

22. Children always sitting on the lap of their parents in a commercial car...🤣🤣

23. Always count the money being withdrawn from ATM

24. Put Palm nut/Groundnut soup inside Ice cream containers 😀😀

Beautiful area in Accra Osu

Hearts of Oak manager Slavko Matic went to the Police Headquarters earlier today after some fans stopped him from attending training today.💔

Hajia4real arrested and sentence to 10 years in jail

31 out of 36 state election results declared.

Electoral commission of Ghana respond to Parliament of Ghana that the EC boss Jean Mensah is deliberately refusing to honour the invitation of parliament. What do you think about this? Let’s know in the comment box

This is very bad

This is serious

According to news report in Turkey, our own Christian Atsu is dead. May his soul rest in peace

Finally

Will be going live in a jiffy at a local fish market in Ga south district. Densu river.