38 Years Old Mrs. Anthonia Has Finally Given Birth To A Baby Boy After 3 Years Of Hormonal Imbalance And Struggling To Get Pregnant

My name is Anthonia.

I am a 38-year-old mother of two living in Lagos.

I am not writing this because I read about infertility somewhere. I am writing because there was a time I was the woman praying every month for pregnancy, not ovulating at all and seeing a very black period when it came.

Today I am a mother, but I have not forgotten that season of my life.

My husband and I got married in 2016. Before the wedding we talked about children normally. He wanted four. I told him we should start with two before he started giving me big numbers.

At that time I did not think getting pregnant would become a serious problem for us.

Then the months started passing.

One year passed. Then another. By the third year, I was no longer calm about it.

I knew I was not ovulating at all. My period was also very black whenever it came.

And every month that passed without pregnancy made me more worried.

My husband did not insult me or make me feel useless. But infertility has a way of bringing other people into your marriage.

Family members start asking questions. People begin giving advice you did not ask for. Some will even talk as if you are the reason everybody is worried.

One evening my mother-in-law came to visit. I was in the kitchen when I heard her tell my husband, “You have to marry another wife, my son.”

He did not agree with her.

But that night I cried.

I kept thinking, What if this continues? What if one day all this pressure becomes too much?

I used Clomid. I took folic acid. I bought multivitamins and supplements. My cousin sent expensive products from London. I changed my food. I bought different fertility mixtures because once I heard that something had helped another woman, I wanted to try it too.

I spent money. I got hopeful. I got disappointed. Then I started again with something else.

But I was still not ovulating, my period was still very dark, and I was still not pregnant.

That was the part that broke me the most.

At some point, I stopped looking only at what people were selling online.

I started asking older women questions. I wanted to know what women used before Clomid, before fertility supplements became everywhere and before every market had ten different mixtures promising pregnancy.

That was how I kept hearing about Mrs Victoria.

She was an elderly woman, old enough to be my grandmother, who had spent many years around roots, leaves, barks and traditional herbal preparations.

Getting to her was not easy. I travelled, asked for directions and paid to sit with her. But by then I did not care about the stress. I had already spent much more money on things that did not help me.

When I finally sat with her, I told her my own problem plainly.

I was not ovulating. My period was very black. I had been trying to get pregnant for years and I was tired.

She listened to me and then started explaining the herbal preparation she knew.

She showed me the herbs. She showed me how they were combined. She explained how to prepare the drink and how to take it.

I wrote everything down because I did not want to forget anything.

When I came back home.

I bought what she told me to buy. I prepared the herbal drink the way she explained it and I followed the routine.

The drink was taken morning and night for two weeks.

I stayed with it exactly the way it had been explained to me.

That period became a turning point in my own journey. I later became pregnant.

And after I became a mother, women who knew my story started asking me the same question again and again:

“Anthonia, what exactly did you use?”

At first, I did not mind.

One woman would message me and I would explain the herbs. Another woman would ask how to prepare it. Another would ask how I took it. I would sit down and type everything again.

Then another person would come.

And another.

I have shared this personally with hundreds of women on WhatsApp.

I have sent thousands of messages explaining the same preparation, the same recipe and the same way I was taught to take it.

At some point, I got tired.

Not because I no longer wanted to help women.

I was also a mother. I had children. I had responsibilities. I could not continue spending hours every day typing the same thing from the beginning for one woman after another.

That was when I decided to put everything in one place.

The herbs. The exact recipe. The preparation. How to take it. The two-week morning-and-night routine. Everything I had been explaining personally on WhatsApp.

I wanted any woman who needed it to be able to receive the same explanation without waiting until I was free to answer her.

This is my own way of helping thousands of women across Africa.

So I took everything I had been sending women one by one on WhatsApp and arranged it properly inside one simple remedy book.

This is not a book full of long stories. It is the actual herbal preparation I was taught — what you need, how to prepare it, how I was taught to take it morning and night for two weeks, and the full routine in one place.

You can open it, follow the instructions and prepare the drink yourself at home.