Mukami Mwaura, the wife to the nominated senator, Isaac Mwaura, has shared an overwhelming message through her Instagram account. She said; “We sit silently and watch the world around us.
This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence.
It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is a great paradox.”
The couple has been through struggles where they even lost two of their children. Her triplets were delivered premature and stayed in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit for 11 weeks before two of them died.
Narrating the sad ordeal, Mukami said; “At 28 weeks pregnant the last thing I expected was to deliver my babies, so when I got strange cramp pains at around 9pm on Wednesday 18th January, labor was the last thing on my mind.
I called my doctor who told me to head to the labor ward, this was not strange as I had been admitted to the labor ward several times before in the course of the pregnancy.
So once we got to the labor ward they started giving me meds to hold or reverse the labor. By 3 am that night I was in full blown labor, at around 7 am the doctor checked in and said we would be going into the delivery room for an emergency CS.”
Baby Mwaura, Njiru and Njeri were later delivered and taken to the unit where their mother later narrated her ordeal while meeting them after the surgery; “For the longest time, I have blocked the memories of this first night because it was horrible.
Seeing your child/children for the first time should be a joyous occasion but for me, it was one night that I hope to forget. Every time I look back at this night I feel so helpless and disappointed and I can’t help but break down in tears. I never want to go through this again.
It was a feeling of shock, disbelief coupled by feelings of failure, failure as a mother. I had failed my children, my body had failed me, so many questions ran through my mind when I remember this night.
We began with triplet number one (Mwaura Jr) who was at the furthest corner of the first room, then triplet 2 (Njiru) and 3 (Njeri) who were together on neighboring incubators.
“Small is an understatement, my babies were tiny, a bit wrinkled and covered in cotton wool wrapped in polythene bags to keep them extra warm. They were all intubated and on life support.
I was sure there were not my children, they were white with a lot of black hair. They did not look like babies. I immediately felt like running away. Why was I here? These are not my children.”
Mukami, with the support of her husband, later came to accept the state of her premature babies and after seeing other tiny babies fighting for their life at the unit she changed her view of life. She wrote how 11 weeks at the unit, losing two babies and eventually nursing a sick child for months changed her relationship with people and God.