The Funny Reason This Wife Won’t Call Her Husband “My Lord”

A Nigerian wife and mum, Peace Ajuma Abuh, has the internet in stitches after revealing why calling her husband “My Lord” is simply not possible — and honestly, we understand her completely.

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We’ve all heard it — that age-old Nigerian expectation that a wife should address her husband with the utmost reverence. “My Lord.” “Oga mi.” The title dripping with respect and submission.

But for Peace Ajuma Abuh, a wife and proud mum, those two words are simply not going to happen. And when you hear why, you won’t blame her one bit.

Peace took to social media to spill the tea on some of the hilariously unglamorous things she and her husband got up to back when they were still dating — and let’s just say, what has been seen cannot be unseen.

One particular memory? Going to squat in the bush together to answer nature’s call.

Yes, you read that right. The man she is now supposed to address as “My Lord” is the same man who was crouching beside her behind a bush somewhere, doing what humans do when there’s no toilet in sight. Very romantic. Very lordly.

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“How Do You Look at That Man and Say ‘My Lord’?”

And that is exactly Peace’s point. There is a certain kind of intimacy — the unglamorous kind — that completely dismantles any possibility of maintaining that formal, high-and-mighty dynamic in a marriage.

When a man has seen you at your most unfiltered, most human, most e don do moments — and you have seen him the same way — the “My Lord” energy simply cannot survive.

Nigerians online absolutely related to this, with many sharing their own “this is why formality died in my marriage” stories in the comments.

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The Bigger Conversation

While the post had everyone laughing, it also touched on something deeper. Many Nigerian marriages carry the weight of cultural expectations — that wives must maintain a certain level of deference and formal respect toward their husbands at all times.

But Peace’s story is a gentle (and funny) reminder that real marriage is built on something far more honest than titles. It is built on shared memories — including the messy, embarrassing, laugh-until-you-cry ones.

A man you’ve squatted in the bush with is not your Lord. He is your partner. Your person. Your fellow human being who also, sometimes, needs to find a bush.

And honestly? That sounds like a solid foundation to us.
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