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At 9:11 am, March 13, 2013, I met my little boy, Demilade Christian Nkusuwila. After 33 weeks of great joy waiting for his arrival, his father and I could only wish, hope and pray that at any moment his lifeless body would experience a jolt of life. That he’d cry or smile or even move his tiny hands. He didn’t. We could only stare and cry. For all the hope and a lifetime with him already envisioned, would never begin to come to pass. It is the worst day of my life and I have never been the same.

Losing a child is something I never thought would happen to me before I ever even met my little boy. But it happened and my world turned upside down. I can’t help but wonder who else is suffering this kind of loss. No one talks about it. No one seems to understand. In fact, it seems as though something like this never happens; until it happens to you.

I hope my blog will add a voice for the mothers and fathers left with empty arms and who are left wondering why.