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Monday, October 3, 2016
I'm Glad I Kept My Baby Even Though I Was Raped, by Hellen from Uganda
This morning I stepped
out for ten minutes to run some errands since my little bundle of joy Ellis had
fallen asleep. As I returned, I heard a
cry. He had woken up as soon as I stepped
out. I asked the woman helping me if my baby
was awake. When he heard my voice, immediately,
Ellis kept quiet, smiled and started to move his little head to try to locate
me. I was moved to tears.
When I was pregnant,
many people gave me a lot of pressure to eliminate this little prince. Why? Because
some very wicked man who was obsessed with me since 2012 decided to rape me. Apparently, he thought if he couldn’t marry
me, then maybe he would just take me and ruin my future. Well at the beginning, yes, he seemed to have
succeeded.
I am a Christian,
raised in a Christian family. Therefore,
I was to marry a Christian man. I also
worked for a Christian organization so any man who came my way and was not a
Christian was a no-go zone. That was the
reason I turned down the marriage proposal of this man.
I met this man near my home and he quickly
started pursuing me and pressuring me to marry him. He was a doctor and claimed he was working for
Johns Hopkins hospital. He promised he
would do anything for me. All this did
not matter to me because my upbringing taught me never to trust men who didn’t
love Christ. I turned him down, but to
him, it was like I had asked him to keep disturbing me. He even asked if I would at least go take a
cup of tea with him. Well I did meet him
for a cup of tea a few times, but near my home so that I could easily return
home in case of anything.
I think it was from
the few meetings that this man mastered what I drank because I always liked a
Coke. Then on the 13th of May, 2015 at 6 p.m., I received a call from the same
man -- having not heard from him for several months -- and he was asking to talk
to me. I gave an excuse of being busy,
but he soon announced that he was outside of my house. Of course I couldn’t have him enter my house
since I was home alone. I went outside
to talk to him and he quickly suggested we drive to a nearby eating place so we
could talk. He seemed friendly and
pleasant about it, so I did not object to what seemed harmless. Little did I know that the man had already
worked out a plan to rape me.
When we got to the
eating place, I asked for the usual Coke and I was served while he asked for a
Fanta. I can’t explain entirely, but I
started to feel hot and sleepy, and the next time I woke up, I was in this
wicked man’s car with no panties, very weak, dizzy and in pain. It was obvious to me I'd been raped. He in turn was all smiles. I was horrified and so angry, but it was too
late. The fool just drove off and that
was the last time I ever set my eyes on him. When I reported the matter to the police, I
was assured they would arrest him. To date, I have never got any positive news
on an investigation or an arrest.
On the other hand,
having run tests for HIV and pregnancy, I was free from the HIV virus -- thank
God, but I was positive to pregnancy. At
that time, everyone had strong reasoning for me to carry out an abortion. First, my friends and family all knew it was
a rape, and it was early so all I had to do was take a tablet. I was quickly reminded how I was a Christian
and so the whole world would judge me for getting pregnant before marriage –
regardless of being raped. I lost my job,
plus all of my savings worth 10,000 dollars because the organization could not
stain their image by having a staff member who was known to be single and pregnant.
Well, all were
strong reasons, but not good enough for me to end another person’s life! I could not imagine ending the life of this
cute little boy (who will turn out to be great in this world) because of some
wicked man’s actions. The rapist was indeed
wicked and deceitful in every respect, as it turned out he was never a doctor
at Johns Hopkins hospital -- we found that out in the process of trying to
arrest him. The hospital administration
never had such a person.
When my son was born, I named him Ellis, meaning "consecrated for God." I am glad I
kept my baby, even though I have paid a heavy price for him. Having grown up an orphan and knowing how
hard it has been for me to get by, I am determined to take good care of my son.
I want to love him, provide for his
needs and guide him into the best person ever. I want him to have the best education, get the
best medical care and have all the good things to help him grow. At the moment, this means I have to get a job.
But right now, a job means I having to be away from my son nine hours each day, and that is not what I want either.
I want to be there for him.
My dream would be if
I still had my 10000 dollars, I would set up a grocery store, employ one or two
people and still have enough time for my son.
I am determined never to be crushed by poverty to the point of looking
for that rapist so he would provide for my baby. May the good Lord help me to never sink to
that level of desperation. I never want
that wicked man to set his eye on my son all the days of his life nor hear that
he exists, which is why I have chosen not to disclose my last name publicly.
While pregnant with my son, in my search for hope, I got online and found Save The 1's website. I am thankful to great
people I have met through Save The 1 who have similar stories -- people like
Rebecca who have given me hope and a reason to make it. I know they understand my pain and how I can overcome. I hope to be trained to help women in the same situation in my country, and I've already learned so much from the others with this organization. I will always look up to them. God bless Save
The 1 highly.
Currently, I am struggling financially. As I said, I am an orphan myself, so I have no family to lean on. I cannot pay rent, so my landlord has shut off power and is threatening to evict us. But my son Ellis is worth every struggle and I will never regret having him.
BIO: Hellen, a mother who became pregnant by rape, is from Kampala, Uganda and has a B.A. in social sciences. She became active with Save The 1 during her pregnancy, since over a year ago, and is now a pro-life blogger for Save The 1. If you are able to assist Hellen in any way, please email her at hellenrhoda1@gmail.com. We tried getting various NGO's and other non-profits to assist, but were told her needs fell outside of their mission, or outside of their geographical region.
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4 comments:
This woman has courage! How beautiful her heart is. She is a living saint.
Your son is so handsome. I think you are so brave for following God's will for your son's life and for yours. I wish I could give you a hug. You are an amazing human!
I feel some crowd funding will help her.. can anyone contact her to share this information to her?
How can a Go Fund Me site be set up for this momma and son? I'm annoyed that you tell her story, which indicates she desperately needs help, but don't tell how we can help her (financially).
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