today we went to the Rangala Babies Home, which is a home for abandoned children (a lot of the time from the death of the mother at childbirth). Jacinta told me how they often get toxic shock from the placenta still being inside the mother after birth – something that women in Australia get a jab in the leg for when they give birth, as normal practice.
it took about an hour to drive out to Rangala. This was another place that is close to Jacinta’s heart as she spent a lot of time at the home years ago as a volunteer and goes to visit as often as she can.
it was difficult to see all the little children and not pick them all up and give them a cuddle… so I just did. These babies need so much love and attention (not to mention food) and it was just quite a sad place to be. I didn’t take many photos considering how long we were there, because every time a baby cried, I put the camera down to give them a cuddle.
I’ll tell you more on the video below. If you can’t view it for some reason, click on this link to view it in YouTube.
here is Jacinta talking to Sister Mary Ester about planting seedlings into pots.
and this is Pauline, who is one of the abandoned children, who is still at the home because they can’t find any relatives to place her with. She is the one that Jacinta has a soft spot for and who we found out when we were there that she was mostly deaf…. there are no plans to do anything about this…
these are some of the babies in the newborn room
a pull back of what rooms are like (cheeky ones on the left!?)
and these are the little guys who are abandoned with no family to place them with, and Sister Mary asked Jacinta to take. It is Jacinta’s aim to be able to do this, once she become self sustainable herself.
we broke down on the way home, as we ran out of petrol in our hire car. Bavon, our friend, paid a random guy to give him a lift on the back of a bike to get petrol. I suggested to Jacinta that since we were stranded on our own in the middle of nowhere, it might be a good idea to ‘check in’ on Facebook just to let people know our last whereabouts in case something happened to us!!
we need not have worried, Bav came back with a can full of petrol and cyphoned it Kenyan style into the petrol tank… apparently only a 1000 shilling note will do for this purpose, due to the notes strength!!
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have a great day,