Stillbirth

Thee news of her pregnancy came as her best joy. It was what she had always wanted. To be a mother to a little boy fourty weeks later she went into labour Finally, she gets to meet the life growing inside her. Her body's small neighbour One she held so dear.She pushed and she pushed. Felt the physical pain of her baby's head leaving her body. Then she finally finished pushing and was flushed. She heard no cry from her baby.It was a stillbirth. She wept and wept as she held him. Baby born straight into the arms of death. Oh, how she loved him and named him NgazibiniThe life that was no longer growing within. How should she let go? She'd give anything to feel him inside, kicking. But sadly he is gone and all she can say is, "No!"