KayleenHannah
What I Found in the Labour Ward
In the heart of a stormy night, I walked into a hospital ward that echoed with pain, hope, and fierce determination. This is not my story-but it is one I carry.
As a silent observer, I watched women summon strength deeper than the ocean, faces soaked in sweat yet radiant with courage. I saw life wrestled into the world through cries, tears, and unwavering faith. I saw beauty in the breaking, and power in the pushing.
This isn't just a tale of childbirth. It's a tribute to the women who rise-who roar-and who hold onto hope when it's all they have.
For every woman still waiting for her day of deliverance: hold on. Your time will come.