My name is Monica, a woman from Kisumu, Kenya, and I want to share my journey with anyone who has been facing infertility, delayed conception, and the emotional suffering that comes with unanswered prayers for a child.
For twelve years, my husband and I held on to the dream of building a family, but that hope was tested repeatedly along the way.
When we got married, we were full of joy and excitement about starting a home and welcoming children.
We believed it would happen naturally, but as months turned into years, no pregnancy came. At first, we stayed hopeful, convinced it was only a matter of time.
As the years went by, we started seeking medical help and visited different hospitals for guidance.
We carefully followed doctors’ advice and tried various treatments, but none of them brought the results we were praying for. Every passing month ended in disappointment and sadness.
With time, pressure from relatives and society began to grow. Family members would ask questions, and some remarks from people around us became deeply painful. I often felt alone and carried the blame within me, even though I knew we were doing everything possible.
The emotional burden became too heavy to bear. I would see friends and relatives celebrating pregnancies and childbirth while I continued waiting for my own miracle. There were times I felt completely hopeless and questioned whether I would ever become a mother. One day, a close friend introduced me to.To read more, tap hereb
