The agony of TTC women and people’s insensitivity to their plight is worrisome. Nigerian woman, Sandra Harrison went through so much TTC before her story changed.
Narrating the hardships she passed through while trying to conceive, the Mass Communications graduate said she had over 19 miscarriages and even had to stop counting when she realized it wasn’t an achievement.
Sandra said she was diagnosed with fibroid, tilted fallopian tubes, and hormonal imbalance to which doctors tried all they could to help her but nothing worked.
This challenge saw her seeking remedy from different quarters and through different means, all to no avail. She recounted how she took every herb, drugs, and concoctions available, yet, nothing different happened. To worsen the matter, the hormonal drugs she was taking were making her add weight and people were constantly telling her to watch it; unaware that she had no control over it.
She further disclosed that she tried herbalists too after some family and friends started making some derogatory remarks about her and her situation. While one accused her of buying cars, instead of building a home, another said God did not give her her own kids because she doesn’t appreciate other people’s kids.
Eventually, after 6 harrowing years. her situation turned around for good.
“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 loosing 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 concotions till I was almost shapeless, people kept telling me “Sandra you’re 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 gossip 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 where 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 im eating the children in my womb tru 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 of 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.