I Have Been Pregnant For 13 Years, You Won’t Believe What Happened After Meeting This Man
Hello, my name is Mary Waithera and I want to share with you my incredible story of how I was pregnant for 13 years without knowing it.
Yes, you read that right. I was carrying a baby in my womb for more than a decade, but I never felt any movement, pain, or contractions. I only had a big belly that never changed in size or shape.
It all started in 2011, when I was 23 years old and in love with a man named John. We had been dating for two years and we decided to start a family. I was overjoyed when I found out I was pregnant. John was happy too, but he also became more distant and secretive. He started coming home late, ignoring my calls, and lying about his whereabouts.
One day, I decided to confront him and find out what was going on. I followed him to a hotel, where I saw him with another woman. I was heartbroken and furious.
I stormed into the room and confronted him. He was shocked and scared. He begged me to forgive him and said he still loved me. He said the other woman was just a fling and he would end it.
I was not convinced. I slapped him and told him it was over. He got angry and grabbed me by the neck. He said he would never let me go. He said he had put a curse on me and my unborn child. He said I would never be able to deliver the baby or have another one. He said I would suffer for the rest of my life.
I was terrified and tried to break free. He pushed me to the floor and kicked me in the stomach. I screamed in pain and fear. He laughed and left me there, bleeding and crying.
I managed to get up and call for help. I was taken to the hospital, where the doctors checked on me and the baby. They said the baby was fine and there was no sign of injury. They said I was lucky and I should rest. They said I was six months pregnant and I would deliver in three months.
I was relieved, but also confused. How could the baby be fine after such a brutal attack? How could John put a curse on me? Was he a witch or something? I decided to ignore his words and focus on my baby. I moved to a different town, where I started a new life. I cut off all contact with John and his family. I hoped he would leave me alone.
But he didn’t. He kept calling me and sending me messages. He said he was sorry and he wanted me back. He said he had removed the curse and he wanted to see the baby. He said he would take care of us and make us happy. He said he loved me more than anything.
I ignored him. I blocked his number and deleted his messages. I didn’t want anything to do with him. I wanted to forget him and move on.
But I couldn’t. Because something strange happened. I never delivered the baby.
Three months passed and I didn’t go into labor. I went back to the hospital and asked the doctors what was wrong. They did some tests and scans and said the baby was normal and healthy. They said I was still pregnant and I would deliver soon. They said it was rare, but not impossible, to have a prolonged pregnancy. They said I should be patient and wait.
I was worried and frustrated. How could I still be pregnant after nine months? How could the baby be normal and healthy after such a long time? How could I be patient and wait when I wanted to hold my baby in my arms?
But nothing happened. I never went into labor. I never felt any movement, pain, or contractions. I only had a big belly that never changed in size or shape.
I kept going to the hospital and asking the doctors what was wrong. They kept doing tests and scans and saying the baby was normal and healthy. They kept saying I was still pregnant and I would deliver soon. They kept saying it was rare, but not impossible, to have a prolonged pregnancy. They kept saying I should be patient and wait.
I was scared and angry. How could I still be pregnant after a year? How could the baby be normal and healthy after such a long time? How could I be patient and wait when I wanted to end this nightmare?
I tried everything to end this pregnancy. I tried different doctors, hospitals, clinics, and treatments. I tried herbal medicines, traditional healers, and spiritual leaders. I tried prayers, fasting, and rituals. I tried exercise, diet, and massage. I tried everything, but nothing worked.
I was desperate and hopeless. I felt like a freak and a failure. I felt like I had no purpose or future. I felt like I was cursed and doomed.
I wondered if John was right. I wondered if he had put a curse on me and my unborn child. I wondered if he had some power or connection to the dark forces. I wondered if he was the reason why I couldn’t deliver the baby or have another one. I wondered if he was the reason why I suffered for the rest of my life.
I hated him. I hated him more than anything. I wished he would die and leave me alone.
But he didn’t. He kept calling me and sending me messages. He said he was sorry and he wanted me back. He said he had removed the curse and he wanted to see the baby. He said he would take care of us and make us happy. He said he loved me more than anything.
I ignored him. I blocked his number and deleted his messages. I didn’t want anything to do with him. I wanted to kill him and move on.
But I couldn’t. Because something amazing happened. I finally delivered the baby.
It happened in January 2024, when I was 36 years old and 13 years pregnant. I had given up on everything and decided to end my life. I had bought some poison and planned to drink it. I had written a note and said goodbye to everyone. I had prepared to die and meet my baby in heaven.
But before I could do it, I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. I thought it was a cramp or a gas, but it was different. It was stronger and more intense. It was a contraction.
I was shocked and confused. I didn’t know what was happening. I had never felt anything like this before. I had never felt any movement, pain, or contractions. I had never felt any sign of life.
I grabbed my phone and called for help. I was taken to the hospital, where the doctors checked on me and the baby. They said the baby was fine and there was no sign of injury. They said I was in labor and I would deliver soon. They said it was a miracle and they had never seen anything like this before. They said I should be happy and grateful.
I was not convinced. I was scared and doubtful. How could the baby be fine after such a long time? How could I be in labor after 13 years? How could this be a miracle and not a trap? How could I be happy and grateful when I wanted to die and forget?
He was beautiful and perfect. He had ten fingers and ten toes. He had brown eyes and black hair. He had a cute nose and a sweet smile. He had a strong heartbeat and a loud cry. He had a normal weight and a normal height. He had a normal name and a normal life.
Because I found out the truth. I found out what happened. I found out why I was pregnant for 13 years without knowing it. I found out how I finally delivered the baby.
Mugwenu Doctors are the best and most powerful traditional herbalists in Africa. They have the knowledge and experience to solve any problem, no matter how big or small, no matter how old or new, no matter how natural or supernatural. They have the skills and tools to perform any spell, no matter how simple or complex, no matter how positive or negative, no matter how personal or general. They have the solutions and remedies to heal any disease, no matter how common or rare, no matter how mild or severe, no matter how physical or mental.
They are the ones who helped me. They are the ones who saved me. They are the ones who changed me.
They are the ones who performed a pregnancy spell on me and realized that I wasn’t carrying any baby for 13 years. They are the ones who discovered that John had put a curse on me and my unborn child. They are the ones who removed the curse and unlocked my fertility. They are the ones who made me pregnant again and helped me deliver the baby.
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