I went to the health center near me in Mutambo when it happened, and I told them how many miscarriages I’ve had. They said to wait there and called the ambulance from MSF’s center in Kabezi to come and get me. When I arrived at the facility, they operated on me right away. They gave me a C-section. I was desperate. All I wanted to do was to see my baby, to make sure he was still alive. When he was born, he was so tiny. He weighed so little. Every day he seems to get better, which gives me hope. The doctors, too, give me hope that he’ll live.