I’m Grace Ojwang, and I’m from a little Siaya community. Not because it’s simple, but because I could be the only lady out there who is sobbing the way I used to every night, I want to share my experience. There is still hope, and I want her to know that. I was eager to create a family when I got married at the age of twenty-eight. Tom, my husband, was nice and patient, and we both wanted kids as soon as possible.
However, nothing changed as the years went by. My heart would ache every time I watched a lady hugging her child. Whispering began. Some even called me derogatory names and ceased disguising it. I was once informed explicitly by my mother-in-law that I had embarrassed the family. I visited hospitals in Nairobi as well as Kisumu. I sat through several tests and received pills and injections. To read more, click here.
