It was the smell of the clay for me that held me captive for so long. Was I pregnant? Oh not all. Did I know its effects? Of course. I remember my supplier of the clay blocks, some elderly lady…
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It was the smell of the clay for me that held me captive for so long. Was I pregnant? Oh not all. Did I know its effects? Of course. I remember my supplier of the clay blocks, some elderly lady…
I am a Ugandan nutritionist passionate about reviving health of people through food especially that of pregnant mothers, infants and persons with disabilities that impact feeding.