help me to save my children from lost

I am Wissam Abu Hilal, 38 years old, married to Medhat Abu Hilal, and we have five children, the oldest of whom is Rahaf (15 years old), Osama (12 years old), Omar (10 years old), and the youngest is my daughter Nour (one month old). I discovered that I was pregnant with her in mid-December. I was overwhelmed with joy and intense fear that I had become pregnant with my fetus in the midst of the war and fear that we suffer from in the Gaza Strip. The months of pregnancy were heavy, tiring, and difficult for me in light of the lack of food, medicine, and health care, and the reason for this suffering. The war was on Gaza, and one of the consequences of this was that I suffered from anemia, headaches, and heartburn due to the fear of the bombing that was happening around us, terrifying our hearts.

During my pregnancy, I was displaced from my home in Khan Younis to Rafah. The displacement journey was frightening and terrifying because of the random bombing of my city, Khan Younis. I was displaced to Rafah, which was a safe area at the time, although there was no safe place in the Gaza Strip. One of the results of the war on Khan Younis was that the Israeli army destroyed my home and I lost everything I owned. My family and I became homeless, but despite that, we had a love for life and patience for what we were going through. When we started living in tents in the pastures of Khan Younis, life was difficult. We started from scratch, as we did not own anything. The journey to obtain food and water was difficult and routine. Living in tents was the most difficult thing, as it was extremely hot during the day and bitterly cold at night, and we were afraid of stray animals and insects. We could not sleep during the day because of the intense heat and flies. The days and nights were heavy for us.

I cannot describe to you the difficulty of life and the difficulty of the simplest thing that a person can go through. On a difficult day, the place where we were in Al-Mawasi became unsafe, so we were displaced to the center of Khan Yunis on a difficult and harsh journey again for the third time. I cannot tell you what we are going through. We are not alive like the free people of the world, nor dead so that we can rest from what we are in and what we are suffering from. In the place where I am now, I gave birth to my daughter “Nour” on 7/8. I cannot forget the details of this day. I felt the pains of childbirth in the middle of the night, and the pains continued with me until noon. Thank God, I gave birth to my daughter. After giving birth, I suffered from bleeding, and they put my daughter on a ventilator. Her weight was less than her siblings because of what I suffered from the lack of food and health care during her pregnancy. I have told you what I hope you will help me in saving my family from loss and displacement and supporting us to start a new life outside Gaza.