Nigerian woman, Millicent, who was previously shamed for having only daughters, has welcomed her first son.
The California-based nurse and mother of five had shared a screenshot of one of the comments left on her post by the lady, Vicky Mark.
“No baby boy, another baby girl loading. You will get pregnant again in 2026. Ndo, no baby boy, you go knack tire,” the comment reads.
Taking to Instagram on Tuesday, Millicent announced the arrival of her baby boy, Zidayne Odinakachukwu Alexander.
While expressing her joy over the new addition to the family, Millicent noted that she was never on the “hunt for a male child” for her husband, as some people thought, adding that she is content with her beautiful and talented daughters.
According to her, her desire for a son is borne out of curiosity and a dream to be the mother of a basketball player.
“One thing for sure and Two things for certain: Women can never be God! If I took a screenshot of all the women who tried to shame themselves and not me during the course of my pregnancy and got a dollar for each comment, I’ll be a millionaire by now,” she wrote.
Moral of this journey: Women are not God.
And to the women who have been my backbone and supported me through all of this, to the ones who stood up for me in front of the naysayers, to the ones who made me realize that there’s still so much humanity left in this world, I am grateful and forever thankful for your kind of being.
May God bless you and provide you your heart desires according to his riches in glory.”
When I found out I was pregnant, I cried everyday for 2 months straight because I wasn’t necessarily ready to have another baby. A week before finding out the gender of my 5th baby, I woke up one night and whispered a heartfelt prayer to God:
“Dear God, if you’re blessing me with a fifth child, could you please make it a boy? Because I have always dreamed of having my son play for the NBA while little ole me cheers from the sidelines in my most authentic Nigerian accent and attitude shouting, ‘That’s my boy!!’”
This wasn’t a plea born from discontent with my beautiful and most preciously talented baby girls or a longing to fit some “Igbo family” stereotype.
Instead, it was a simple curiosity—what would it be like to have a son? Who would he look like? What would he look like? What would he be when he grows up? Would my dream of being like Kevin Durant’s mother ever come to pass?
The following week, the news arrived: I was having a boy, and I was so over the moon!
Despite what some might think, I wasn’t “on the hunt for a male child” for my Igbo husband, as many people have constantly said. Why, you ask?
First, God reassured me that I didn’t need to seek a male child because he was never missing from our life.
Secondly, the gift of a child—whether boy or girl—rests solely — in God’s hands. He alone knows when the time is right to fulfill our heart’s desires.
So, with immense gratitude, we welcome this new addition to our family. It’s not just the joy of having a son; it’s the surprise blessing that came when we least expected it.
Everyone, meet our newest joy and addiction, Baby Zidayne Odinakachukwu Alexander.
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