How a Wise Yoruba Elder Helped Me Stop Destroying Myself While Trying to Conceive — and Finally Feel Like a Woman Again
If you are silently exhausted from trying to conceive —
If every month ends the same way. The wait. The hope. The careful calculation. Then that familiar, devastating ache when your period arrives again like a cruel joke.
If you have started to dread the two-week wait more than you dread anything else in your entire life —
If your phone is the first thing you reach for in the morning — not to say good morning to your husband, but to open your cycle app and check something. Anything. Something that might finally make sense of what your body is doing.
If you are still Googling symptoms at midnight. Still reading stories of women who waited five years and finally conceived. Still trying to borrow hope from other people's timelines because yours feels like it is running out.
If you have tried herbs. Supplements. Teas from Instagram. Elevating your hips. Ovulation strips. Fertility apps. Prayer vigils. One person's auntie's secret remedy. And still — you are here.
Read every word on this page.
Because what I am about to share did not come from a clinic. It did not come from an influencer. It did not come from a fertility package that cost a hundred thousand naira.
It came from a quiet evening in a village compound, and one woman who had seen too many younger women destroy themselves emotionally while waiting — and finally decided to say something.
The worst part of this journey is not the negative tests.
The worst part is what it does to a woman over time. What it does to her sleep. Her joy. Her confidence. Her marriage. The way she starts to look at herself in the mirror — not as a person, but as a problem waiting to be solved.
Trying to conceive changes women emotionally in ways nobody warns you about. Especially here in Nigeria, where fertility is never treated as a private journey. It becomes a public discussion. A prayer point. A pressure campaign.
One aunty at a gathering asks: "We are waiting for good news o." Another whispers: "Maybe you are thinking too much." Another says — with genuine conviction — "Have you tried this particular herb from Ibadan?"
As if your pain is public property.
Meanwhile, inside, you are carrying something nobody sees. The quiet crying in the bathroom after another negative test. The panic that enters your chest when your period is delayed by even one day. The calculations happening in your head during office meetings, family dinners, and church services.
Nobody sees the acting. Nobody sees the pretending. Nobody sees what this journey is actually doing to the real you — the woman underneath the smile and the "I'm fine."
Nobody asks: What is this doing to you?
Not to your womb. To you.
"I know. Because I carried it too. For three years. In silence. Performing strength while slowly falling apart inside."
My name is Sola Niyi.
I am not a doctor. Not a nurse. Not a fertility specialist with impressive letters after my name.
I am a mum of three who remembers exactly what it felt like to wonder if that would ever be true. I spent three years inside this problem — three years of trying, hoping, tracking, praying, crying, and performing okayness for everyone around me.
When my husband Kunle and I started trying, we were hopeful. Excited. We thought it would happen quickly. It did not.
Month after month, the hope rose. Then crashed. Then rose again. Then crashed even harder. Each cycle became a monthly heartbreak nobody around me fully understood — because from the outside, life still looked normal. I still went to work. I still smiled at church. I still answered "we are fine" when family asked.
But inside, I was operating in what I would later learn to call survival mode. My entire emotional state hanging from cycle apps, ovulation strips, and Google searches at midnight. Every symptom became suspicious. Every delayed period became emotional chaos. I was analysing toilet tissue like a detective. I was calculating dates during conversations. I was no longer fully present anywhere.
I spent close to ₦400,000 over two years. Consultations. Supplements. Traditional remedies. Alternative treatments. Fertility teas from Instagram. Every doctor I saw told me the same thing: your body is working. Your hormones are fine. His results are fine. "Just relax," they said.
But nobody told me what to do about the anxiety that was eating me alive.
Nobody told me what to do when intimacy started feeling like a scheduled medical procedure. When I had removed all spontaneity from our marriage because I was too busy calculating fertile windows to be present. When Kunle would reach for me and I would lie there — physically present, emotionally somewhere else entirely, running through dates in my head.
Nobody told me that the emotional cycle — the month-by-month heartbreak of hope rising and crashing — was quietly hollowing me out. That I was becoming bitter. Withdrawn. Afraid of my own joy. Suspicious of wanting things, because wanting had started to feel dangerous.
The worst part was not the negative tests. The worst part was what I was becoming — and not recognising myself anymore.
The Day Everything Changed
In the second year of trying, I travelled to my grandmother's village in Ogun State for a family gathering — the kind tied to ancestral tradition, where the oldest women of the family come together, cook together, and the younger women sit, listen, and serve.
I went reluctantly. I was not in the mood for crowds. I was not in the mood for the questions that followed me everywhere. But my mother insisted. And so I went.
It was on the second afternoon, when the older women gathered under the mango tree to rest and talk, that Mama Remi noticed me.
Mama Remi is what everyone calls her. Her real name is Chief Mrs. Remilekun Adeyemi — a woman in her late seventies, a retired school principal, the most senior woman in our extended family. She has seen everything. She still walks straight, still speaks softly. And she has this way of looking at you that makes you feel she can see past everything you are pretending.
She looked at me from across the group. And I saw her eyes settle with a kind of recognition that made my chest tighten.
She saw it. The exhaustion. The quiet anguish I had been carrying for two years. Not in my words — in the set of my shoulders. The way I held myself a little too carefully. The way my eyes didn't quite settle anywhere.
I looked away. But I felt my throat close.
I have never felt more seen in my life. And in that moment, being seen was more terrifying than being invisible.
The Discovery That Changed Everything
That evening, after the prayers and the meal, Mama Remi came to find me where I had gone to sit alone near the edge of the compound. She sat beside me without asking. She did not say anything for a long time.
Then she said the five words I had needed to hear for two years.
"You are not broken. You are just a woman who has forgotten how to carry herself while she waits."
I broke. Not politely. Not gracefully. The kind of crying that comes from somewhere very deep — the place where you have been storing two years of fear, grief, shame, and disappointment. It came out of me all at once, there in the quiet of that compound. And Mama Remi just put her hand on my back and let me cry.
When I was done, she spoke. And what she said rearranged something inside me.
I stared at her. Something in me was already beginning to understand.
Here is what Mama Remi helped me understand that evening — and what changed everything:
Your body has a natural rhythm. A steady, supportive rhythm that exists when you are emotionally regulated, well-rested, and genuinely connected to your own body's signals. But when you spend months — or years — in chronic anxiety, obsessive symptom-checking, and emotional exhaustion, your body adapts. It learns the panic as its new normal.
And here is the part nobody tells you: you cannot out-supplement a nervous system that is stuck in survival mode. You cannot out-track a body that has learned to associate your fertility journey with dread and shame. The internal environment you create — emotionally, mentally, physically — affects everything. When that environment is chaotic, everything you are trying is fighting uphill.
The real shift is not forcing your body. It is resetting the woman first. Understanding your cycle without fear. Learning your body's actual signals instead of guessing from apps. Calming the internal noise that has been running on a loop for months. And rebuilding the emotional foundation that this journey quietly destroys — including the most important relationship you have: the one with yourself.
I sat with those words for a long time. I thought about the ₦400,000. The apps. The strips. The herbs. The midnight Google searches. The way I had been treating my own body like a machine that was underperforming — never once stopping to ask what it actually needed to feel supported.
It took one woman, sitting under a darkening sky in a quiet village compound, to tell me what was actually happening.
She spent the next two hours walking me through a simple practice. A structured, intentional way of reconnecting with your body — calming the emotional noise, understanding your cycle without obsession, rebuilding the daily habits that support genuine body balance, and protecting your emotional health and your marriage during one of the most quietly difficult seasons a woman can walk through.
Nothing complicated. Nothing painful. Nothing requiring expensive equipment or rare ingredients. Just the kind of grounded, practical wisdom that somehow disappeared in the era of fertility influencers and midnight Google searches.
I call it The Waiting Womb™ Reset.
The First Few Days: Harder Than I Expected
I started the practice the morning I returned to Lagos.
Day 1 — the old habits were louder than I had realised. The urge to open my cycle app before breakfast. The instinct to Google one more thing before bed. I caught myself three times reaching for my phone to check something I had already checked that morning.
Day 2 — I almost stopped. The practice felt too quiet. Too simple. My mind was used to doing something every hour. Sitting with awareness instead of anxiety felt almost uncomfortable.
Day 3 — I slept through the night. Not a light, anxious sleep. Actually through. I woke up and realised I had not been jolted awake at 3am with a spiral of thoughts. I could not remember the last time that had happened.
Day 4 — Still nothing dramatic. But I noticed something small. I had not cried that day. That was unusual enough to write down.
Day 5: The First Sign
Something shifted on Day 5. Not dramatically. Just — quieter inside. Like a frequency that had been running in the background of my mind for two years had been turned down slightly.
I noticed my body differently. Not with the clinical eye of someone counting days and checking signs. Just — noticed it. Appreciated it, even. For the first time in a long time, I looked in the mirror and did not immediately feel like something was wrong with the woman looking back at me.
Day 6. Day 7. Then Something Broke Open.
By Day 7, I realised I had not been on a fertility forum in three days. Three whole days. For a woman who had been checking multiple times daily, that was staggering.
Day 8. I woke up and made tea and sat by the window and just — existed. Without calculating anything. Without the mental spreadsheet running in the background. I forgot to check.
"I forgot to check. After years of checking every morning — I forgot. That single detail still gets me. Because someone who has checked obsessively every day for years doesn't just forget. Something had genuinely shifted."
By Day 14, I felt like a different woman. Not because anything external had changed. Because something internal had. I was sleeping better. I was present in conversations. I laughed — genuinely laughed — at something Kunle said over dinner. Then I stopped and thought: when was the last time I did that without it feeling forced?
But the real test was yet to come.
Friday Night
It was a Friday evening, about three weeks into the Reset.
Kunle reached for me the way he used to — not scheduled, not because an app told us it was the right window. Just because he wanted to be close to me.
And for the first time in longer than I can name — I was not calculating anything.
I did not check what day of my cycle it was. I did not wonder whether this was the optimal window. I did not run through timing or positioning or what to do afterwards to improve the odds.
I was just there. Present. In my own body. With my husband. The way we used to be before all of this began.
Afterwards, I cried. But not from pain. Not from disappointment. From relief. From the strange, profound feeling of having come back to something I thought I had permanently lost — my own warmth, my own presence, my own marriage.
"Kunle held me for a long time. He said, 'You came back.' I didn't understand at first. Then I realised — he had been missing me. Not the version that was physically present but emotionally somewhere else. The real me. The one who had been buried under years of fear and waiting. She had come back."
I Didn't Plan to Tell Anyone
I told one person. My friend Temi in Abuja, who I knew had been quietly living inside the same storm. I told her over WhatsApp, half-expecting her to be politely skeptical.
She started that same week.
Two weeks later, she called me. She had stopped the midnight Googling. She had slept properly for the first time in months. She had finally told her husband — really told him — how she had been feeling. The anxiety. The obsession. The isolation. And she said the conversation they had that night was the first truly honest one they had shared in a year.
Temi told one woman. That woman told another. And then the voice notes started — women I had never met, messaging me at midnight, asking if this was real, asking if it could work for them. Women who had been carrying this silently for years.
It spread the way real things spread in Nigeria. Woman to woman. Quietly. Honestly. Through WhatsApp threads and phone calls and whispered conversations at naming ceremonies and church fellowships.
"I had been trying for four years and I didn't even realise how angry I had become — at my body, at my husband, at myself. I was performing patience publicly while privately I was exhausted and bitter. Chapter 1 of this guide described my exact emotional cycle so accurately that I cried reading it. By Week 2 of the Reset, I was sleeping properly. By Week 3, my husband told me I seemed lighter. By Week 4, I felt like a person again. Not a fertility project. A person."
"The chapter on the fertility confusion trap — that one changed things for me completely. I had been drowning in conflicting advice from everywhere. Apps. TikTok. Aunties. Instagram. Random blogs. I didn't know what was helping anymore because I was doing everything out of panic, not understanding. This guide helped me stop the chaos and start actually learning my body. My relationship with my own cycle is completely different now. I observe instead of panic-interpreting."
"The four pillars in Chapter 3 — especially the one about stopping treating your body like the enemy. I had to read that section three times. Because I had been doing exactly that. Hating my body every month it didn't cooperate. Speaking to myself with such cruelty I would never speak to another person that way. The Reset gave me a structure to stop that. Simple daily habits. Realistic. Nothing impossible. I feel kinder toward myself now than I have in years."
"Chapter 6 — the intimacy chapter. Please. Someone needed to write this. My husband and I had not truly connected in almost a year. Intimacy had become a fertility assignment and neither of us was saying it out loud. The conversations the guide suggests having — we had them. For the first time. And it was like releasing pressure from something that had been building for months. My marriage feels different now. Softer. More us."
"I want to be completely honest — I had two losses before finding this guide. I was not just tired. I was broken. I started with the extended emotional support section and I just sat with it for three days before doing anything else. What I needed most was not more fertility advice. It was someone telling me the truth about what this journey does to a woman emotionally — and giving me something gentle to do about it. This guide did exactly that."
"The 30-Day Action Plan in Chapter 7 is practical in a way I didn't expect. It doesn't ask you to overhaul your entire life or follow some impossible wellness routine. Week 1 is just about calming the internal noise. That alone — just that one week of intentionally reducing the panic habits — changed how I felt dramatically. I am on Week 3 now. I understand my body better than I have in two years of tracking. And I am not scared of my cycle anymore."
Same reset. Same practice. Same four pillars. Same results — calm, clarity, and a woman who finally feels like herself again.
Why I Am Sharing This
I went back to Ogun State three months later to see Mama Remi. I told her what had been happening — the messages, the voice notes, the women who kept finding me through word of mouth. She laughed. A deep, satisfied laugh — the kind that comes from a woman who has been right about something for a very long time.
I asked her if I could document what she had helped me understand. Write it down properly, with all the practical detail, so that women who could never travel to a quiet village compound to sit under a mango tree and be seen — could still access this.
She thought about it. Then she agreed. With one condition.
Everything I learned — from Mama Remi's wisdom, from three years inside this journey, from hundreds of women who tested this before you — documented in 8 full chapters, written in plain honest language, so you can begin tonight.
This is not a fertility drug. Not a pregnancy guarantee. It is the emotional reset, body-awareness education, and daily support structure that most TTC resources completely skip — and that most women silently need more than anything else.
- The Month-By-Month Heartbreak Cycle — Named and Explained — Chapter 1 breaks down the exact emotional pattern most TTC women are silently living. The hope that rises. The crash. The performance. The comparison spiral. The quiet damage to your marriage. Once you see it clearly, you stop being controlled by it. (Chapter 1)
- The Fertility Confusion Trap — Why Most Women Stay Stuck for Years — Chapter 2 exposes the exact habits keeping you confused: blind app reliance, conflicting online advice, obsessive symptom-tracking, and the "Day 14" myth that misleads thousands of women. You'll finally understand why "trying harder" emotionally was making things worse. (Chapter 2)
- The 4 Pillars of The Waiting Womb™ Reset — The complete foundation: Calm the internal noise. Learn your body signals properly. Reduce the everyday habits creating hormonal chaos. And stop treating your body like the enemy. Explained in full, with the first 72-hour body reset process to begin immediately. (Chapter 3)
- The Ovulation Mistake Almost Every Woman Makes — Chapter 4 corrects the single biggest misunderstanding in TTC tracking. Why apps are estimates, not prophecy. The real body signals you have been ignoring. How to track your cycle without losing your mind or your marriage. (Chapter 4)
- The Foods, Habits & Everyday Things Quietly Disrupting Your Body — Nigerian everyday habits and lifestyle patterns that quietly exhaust the body during TTC — explained honestly. No expensive supplements. No imported wellness products. Simple, sustainable shifts you can make from this week. (Chapter 5)
- How to Stop Turning Intimacy Into a Monthly Performance Test — Chapter 6 gives couples the honest conversation nobody prepares them for. How TTC quietly replaces connection with tension. The intimacy reset conversations you need to have. How to rebuild closeness without the pressure of outcome. (Chapter 6)
- The Complete 30-Day Waiting Womb™ Action Plan — Week by week, day by day. Week 1 calms your nervous system. Week 2 builds real body awareness. Week 3 supports your physical rhythm. Week 4 protects your relationship. Simple, realistic, and designed for normal Nigerian women with real lives and real responsibilities. (Chapter 7)
- Extended Support for Women Who Are Deeply Depleted — For women who have had losses, tried for multiple years, or feel completely disconnected from hope. A compassionate, specialised path for women who need gentleness before anything else. (Chapter 8)
You do not need to travel anywhere. You do not need any specialist equipment or rare ingredients. Everything in this guide can begin in your home tonight. Total material cost? Less than ₦2,000 — most of which you already have.
Compare That to What You Have Already Been Spending
How Much Does This Guide Cost?
Here is what went into creating The Waiting Womb™ Reset:
- Research, writing, and documentation across all 8 chapters ₦85,000
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- Total invested ₦200,000+
A fair price would be ₦15,000. And I believe — genuinely — that it is worth far more than that to a woman who has been spending years and hundreds of thousands of naira looking for the one thing this guide delivers: clarity, emotional steadiness, and a practical path through the waiting that doesn't destroy her in the process.
But I know money is tight. I know many of you have already spent more than you should have on things that didn't deliver. I don't want that to be a barrier between you and the reset you need.
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Right Now, You Have Two Choices
If You Close This Page
- The month-by-month heartbreak cycle continues — hope rising, crashing, rising, crashing harder.
- The panic habits stay. The midnight Googling. The obsessive tracking. The confusion from conflicting advice.
- Intimacy keeps feeling like a scheduled performance. The distance in your marriage quietly grows.
- You keep treating your body like an enemy — and wondering why nothing feels sustainable.
- Another year passes and you are still waiting. More depleted. Less connected to yourself than ever.
If You Take Action Today
- You understand the emotional cycle for the first time — and stop being controlled by it every month.
- The panic habits start to quieten. Sleep returns. The internal noise begins to settle.
- You learn your body's actual signals — not from apps. From your own body, finally understood.
- Your marriage gets the honest conversation it has been needing. Closeness returns.
- Whatever happens next, you face it as a woman who is whole, steady, and no longer at war with herself.
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One Last Thing…
Picture yourself one month from today.
You wake up without that first anxious thought. You make tea slowly. You do not reach for your phone to check anything before you have even breathed properly. You look at yourself in the mirror and you see a woman who is waiting — but not being destroyed by the waiting.
Will you sleep through the night again — properly, deeply, without jolting awake at 3am with a spiral of thoughts?
Will you sit across the table from your husband and actually be there — not calculating, not performing, not emotionally somewhere else entirely?
Will you open a new cycle without the weight of every previous one sitting on your chest?
Will you finally understand what your body has been trying to tell you — and stop being afraid of it?
Now picture yourself one month from today if you close this page.
The same panic cycle. The same midnight Googling. The same heartbreak pattern from Chapter 1 — running on repeat, unnamed, unaddressed, quietly hollowing you out. The same distance in your marriage. The same exhausted woman pretending she is fine.
The difference between those two versions of you is a decision you make in the next sixty seconds.
I Choose the First Version. Get Me In.If you have read this far and you are still hesitating —
Ask yourself honestly: is it the ₦7,000? Or is it the part of you that has been disappointed so many times that she has started refusing to hope, just to protect herself from being hurt again?
I understand that. I really do. But hear me carefully: this is not another fertility promise. This is not asking you to hope for a specific outcome. It is asking you to invest in your own peace, your own understanding of your body, your own emotional steadiness — things you deserve regardless of what happens next month.
Your body needs your kindness right now. Your marriage needs your presence right now. You need yourself back right now — not only after pregnancy makes it feel deserved.
If you cannot invest ₦7,000 in the woman your husband married — the woman underneath the panic and the pretending — who will?
As Sola writes in Chapter 8: "You do not need to postpone your entire life waiting to finally deserve happiness. You are worthy of peace now. Exactly as you are."
Stop hesitating. Choose yourself.
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P.P.P.S. — Every day you wait is another day inside the same panic cycle. Another midnight Google session. Another morning beginning with anxiety before you have even brushed your teeth. That is not strength. That is survival. You deserve more than survival. Please don't wait.
With love for your healing,
Frequently Asked Questions
How is the guide delivered after I pay?
Immediately after your payment is confirmed, the complete guide and all three bonuses are sent directly to your WhatsApp number and the email address you provide at checkout. Delivery takes between 60 and 90 seconds. You can open Chapter 1 tonight.
Is this guide only for women with medical fertility problems?
No. The Waiting Womb™ Reset is designed for any woman trying to conceive who is emotionally exhausted, confused by conflicting information, struggling with the anxiety and obsession the TTC journey creates, or feeling disconnected from her body or her marriage. You do not need a diagnosis to benefit from this. You just need to be a woman who is tired of feeling the way you currently feel.
What if I have had losses or I have been trying for many years?
Chapter 8 includes extended support specifically for women who are deeply emotionally depleted — those who have experienced losses, tried for multiple years, or feel completely disconnected from hope. The guide recommends starting with that chapter before anything else if that describes where you are right now. It was written with you specifically in mind.
My husband is skeptical. Is there anything in the guide for him?
Chapter 6 is dedicated entirely to intimacy and the relationship during TTC — and it includes the specific conversations couples need to have. Many women have read it together with their husbands. It addresses the silent pressure both partners carry and gives practical ways to rebuild emotional connection without the weight of monthly outcome pressure.
Is the 30-day money-back guarantee real?
Completely real. Follow the 30-day plan consistently. If you do not feel measurably calmer, more connected to your body, and more emotionally grounded after 30 days — send a message and receive a full refund. No complicated process. No questions. Sola's contact is inside the guide.
How is this different from all the other fertility resources I have already tried?
Most fertility resources focus on the physical — hormones, ovulation timing, supplements, medical protocols. The Waiting Womb™ Reset focuses on the part almost every other resource ignores completely: the emotional cycle, the panic habits, the confusion trap, the damage to your marriage, and the daily practices that help you stop operating from fear and start understanding your body from a place of calm awareness. It does not compete with medical advice. It fills the gap that medicine leaves empty — and that most women are silently suffering through alone.
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