My name is Grace Ojwang and I come from a small village in Siaya. I want to tell my story not because it is easy but because there may be another woman out there crying the way I used to cry every single night. I want her to know that there is still hope.
When I got married at twenty eight I was excited about starting a family. My husband Tom was patient and kind and we both dreamed of having children quickly. But year after year passed and nothing happened. Every time I saw a woman holding her baby my heart would break a little. People started whispering. Some even stopped hiding it and called me names. My mother in law once told me directly that I had brought shame to the family. to read more click
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