The excited mother said she was getting pregnant but was losing the pregnancies adding that after 19 miscarriages she stopped counting.
Mrs. Harrison took to her Facebook page to narrate her painful ordeal during her period of waiting for her bundle of joy.
In a lengthy post, Mrs. Harrison said she suffered a great deal in the hands of medical doctors and their traditions counterparts in her desperate quest to have a child of her own.
She said she was labelled a witch and mocked by her friends, some family and frenemies who said she was just filling her house with cars instead of children.
Mrs. Harrison recounted the times she steadfastly prayed, fasted and sought the face of God in prayer but was not getting the much-needed breakthrough.
After six years of marriage, six years of waiting, six years of praying, six years of crying, six years of fasting, six years of mockery, six years if gossip, six years of pain, God dried her ties with a miracle baby.
The proud mother wrote;
“Medical doctors in owerri said I had fibroid, my fallopian tubes were tilted and that my hormones were imbalanced. After trying and failing with hospitals and medical doctors, I had to try traditional doctors, herbalists if u may, and of cos they had their own reports. Ukwu oku, ehie afor, and the rest of them. Herbs (ogu igbo) took me to different parts of the east, aba, mbaise, anambra, orlu, ngwa, just to mention a few.
It’s not like I wasn’t getting pregnant, I was, but I kept losing the pregnancies. I stopped counting when I had lost over 19 babies (19 miscarriages), because after all, it was not an achievement, I told myself there was no point keeping records.
I took drugs and drank concoctions till I was almost shapeless, people kept telling me “Sandra ure getting fat oh, u better watch it”, without knowing what I was going thru, how would I have told them that it was the hormonal drugs that was making me fat.
A lot of things were said, a lot of gossips went out, I heard them all but still smiled with the people that said them, after all, they were “friends”, and some family.
One said she went with me to whr I did the abortion that cost me my womb, another said I have plans of leaving my husband that’s why I didn’t want to get pregnant for him, another said I should keep buying cars, instead of building my home and filling it up with children, another said God has not given me my own kids bcos I don’t appreciate other people’s kids, another said I’m eating the children in my womb through witchcraft, another said God will not bless me with my own kids bcos I have a bad character. I was called barren, a man, a wood, infertile, a witch……. the list of names and gossip is endless.
I prayed, oh believe you me, I prayed, I fasted, I cried, I went to different churches, I was in the choir,
I cleaned the church on Saturdays. To a large extent, I was faithful to God, yet nothing happened, and I kept asking God why he hated me so much.
But when it was time, it was time. God showed up, He proved himself strong, he showed me He didn’t hate me.
After 6 years of marriage, 6 years of waiting, 6 years of praying, 6 years of crying, 6 years of fasting, 6 years of mockery, 6 years if gossip, 6 years of pain, God decided to dry my late night tears with this beautiful miracle, MY BABY GIRL.
I call her CHIZARAMEKPERE. KENDRA. OLAOLUWA. FAVOUR. ONYEMACHI.
Welcome MY PRINCESS.
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