21/11/2025
💔 “The Silent Cry of an Igbo Pregnant Woman” 💔
She sat by the small wooden window of her mother’s house in the village, her hand resting gently on her 7-month belly.
Outside, life was moving…
But inside her heart, everything felt like it was standing still.
Her name was Ngozi, a young Igbo woman carrying her first child.
But this pregnancy was not the soft, joyful journey she had dreamed of…
It came with fear, tears, and silent prayers whispered at midnight.
Every kick from her baby reminded her of two things:
Life… and the uncertainty she was facing.
Her husband had lost his job.
Her business collapsed.
Hospital bills were piling like mountains.
And her mother kept telling her,
"Nwa m, biko, jisie ike… the child you are carrying is stronger than the storm."
But some nights, Ngozi wondered if she herself was strong enough.
She thought of the future…
How will she give birth?
Will she survive delivery?
Will her baby be safe?
Will she ever smile again?
As the evening breeze blew into the room, she whispered:
"Chineke, biko, don’t let this be the end of me."
Then suddenly…
Her baby kicked—strong and powerful—like a message from God:
"Mama, I am here. Don’t give up."
She broke down in tears.
Not tears of fear…
But tears of hope.
Because even in her critical condition, she felt something rise inside her—a quiet strength only a mother understands.
She realized:
Sometimes God allows the storm to shake you, so the child inside you will grow with a testimony.
And that night, for the first time in months,
Ngozi slept with peace in her heart.