“Wewe uliavya mimba!” Those were the painful words my own family kept throwing at me after I lost my pregnancy.
The miscarriage broke me physically and emotionally. I had been so excited to become a mother. I had already imagined the baby’s face, the tiny clothes, and the future ahead.
But in a moment, everything was taken away. Instead of receiving comfort and understanding, I was blamed and accused of intentionally ending my pregnancy. No one wanted to listen to the doctor’s explanation. The hospital confirmed it was a natural miscarriage, something….CONTINUE READING
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