Kenya, July 28 -- I Almost Went Crazy After Six Heartbreaking Losses, Until I Found Real Healing. No woman should have to pick out a coffin before she gets to hold her baby. But I did, and not just once. My name is Saida. I still remember the day my newborn son died in the hospital. He passed away just two days after I gave birth. The doctors said he had "breathing problems." I kept asking, "Why did this happen to me again?"
This was not the first time I lost a child. In fact, it was my sixth loss. I had six pregnancies, and six times I saw my hopes disappear, sometimes slowly and other times very quickly. My first miscarriage was when I was four months pregnant. I was so happy and had even bought tiny shoes for the baby. Then one morning, I felt terrible cramps and started bleeding a lot. I screamed until I passed out. When I woke up, my baby was gone. To read more, click here.
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