“Please don’t let me lose my baby before she even calls me ‘maa’’

I never imagined that my little girl’s life would begin with so much pain. When Divyanshi was born, I held her tiny body in my arms and promised her the world. 

But from the very first day, she has been fighting battles no child should ever fight. She was born with spina bifida, and with the help of some kind relatives and NGOs, we somehow managed her first treatment.

When the doctors told us she was doing better, my heart breathed for the first time. For a moment, I thought our nightmare was over.

But just four months later, our world broke again. Divyanshi developed hydrocephalus, water started filling her tiny head.

I still remember looking at her eyes, swollen with pain, and thinking, “Why my child? Why not me? If I could take her place, I would. If I could carry her pain, I would.” 

Today she is just 15 months old, but she has stopped eating. She no longer drinks milk. She doesn’t even react to me anymore. No smile, no cries of recognition, no sparkle in her eyes.

 She just lies there, her little body weak from both hydrocephalus and severe malnutrition. As her mother, watching this breaks something inside me every single day. I hold her and whisper that everything will be okay, even though inside I am terrified it won’t.

Her father works as a daily wage labourer in Gujarat. We barely earn ₹9,000–10,000 a month, and I stay at home caring for Divyanshi and her 3-year-old sibling. 

Every rupee we had saved, every bit we borrowed, we have already spent. We have nothing left. And yet, the hospital bills keep coming.

Right now, Divyanshi is admitted at Lotus Hospital, Indore. The doctors have told us that her treatment will cost ₹9.75 lakhs.

 For families like ours, even ₹1,000 feels heavy, ₹9.75 lakhs is impossible. But it is the only way to save my daughter’s life.

Every night, I sit next to her hospital bed and pray. I pray that she will look at me again. I pray that one day she will call me maa with her sweet voice. I pray that God gives her another chance at life.

No mother should ever have to watch her baby slip away like this. I wish I could take her pain. I wish I could hold her and tell her that she is safe. 

But right now, I can only ask for help. We are desperate. We are helpless. Please, if you are reading this, become the miracle that my daughter needs. Help us save Divyanshi. Her life depends on your kindness.” cries as she pleads, Divyanshi’s helpless mother.