For many years, I lived a life that I thought was full of freedom and excitement. I was young, beautiful, and moving from one relationship to another without caring much about the future. At that time, I believed nothing could ever go wrong. I made choices that seemed harmless, but deep down I knew I was playing with fire. My biggest regret came from the abortions I did during my early twenties. I told myself I was too young to be a mother, but today those decisions haunt me.
When I got married at 27, everything changed. My husband was a calm and loving man from Kazo, and all I wanted was to build a family with him. We tried to conceive for months, then years, but nothing happened. Every time I saw a pregnant woman, my heart broke. I kept remembering the children I willingly got rid of. I started blaming myself for everything. Thirteen years passed, and I was still childless. I cried silently every night, pretending to be strong during the day, but inside I was losing hope. My marriage was also shaking because my husband’s relatives had begun to mock me secretly.
By the fourth year of trying, I had already visited hospitals, fertility clinics, and even spent a lot of money on tests. Doctors told me everything seemed normal, yet I could not conceive. At one point I almost accepted that motherhood would never be a part of my life. But in 2024, something unexpected happened. A close friend from Masaka who knew my struggles pulled me aside and told me about Shaba Mangube traditional healers. At first, I didn’t believe her. I wondered how people I had never met could help me solve a problem I had battled for more than a decade. She insisted that she had recovered her marriage through them and encouraged me to at least listen to their guidance. Out of desperation, I finally agreed.
I contacted them using the number she gave me. I explained everything—my past abortions, my guilt, my 13 years of struggle, and the pressure from my husband’s family. Instead of judging me, they listened patiently. They told me that blockages caused by past actions can affect a woman spiritually and physically. They assured me that many women who went through similar experiences later conceived after receiving help. They performed a fertility spell for me, and they explained every step clearly. What amazed me most was that I didn’t even need to travel physically. They told me their works could reach me wherever I was, and all I needed was to follow their instructions.
Within three weeks, I started feeling changes in my body. I can’t explain it, but something felt different. I became calmer, my monthly cycle normalized, and for the first time in years, I felt hopeful. My husband noticed the change in my mood and even asked if I had received good news. I kept everything a secret because I didn’t want to raise his expectations until I was sure.
Two months later, something happened that I had prayed for all my life. I missed my period. I thought it was stress or maybe my imagination playing tricks on me, so I waited for a few more days. When it didn’t come, I bought a pregnancy test kit. The moment I saw the two lines appear, I dropped to my knees and cried like a child. I couldn’t believe it. After thirteen painful years of waiting, I was finally pregnant.
When I told my husband, he stood there speechless, then broke down and hugged me tightly. That night we couldn’t even sleep. We kept talking about baby names, painting the nursery, and how our lives were about to change forever. My mother-in-law, who had once doubted me, started treating me with respect. People who had mocked me began asking what miracle happened.
I don’t hide my story anymore because I know many women out there are silently suffering. Some are blaming themselves for their past choices, some are losing their marriages, and some are drowning in shame. I want them to know that there is still hope. I am living proof that even after years of disappointment, things can change.
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Today, I am eight months pregnant, and every kick from my baby reminds me that God can use any path—including spiritual help—to restore someone’s life. I am deeply grateful to Shaba Mangube traditional healers for giving me back my joy, my womanhood, and my marriage. My testimony is a reminder that no matter how broken your past is, your future can still blossom.
