When Raneen went into labour in Gaza, she desperately called for an ambulance but the dispatcher told her the service only responded to injured people. A neighbour found a horse-drawn cart, which moved slowly through Khan Younis, in the south of the besieged enclave, with Raneen having little space to breathe between contractions.
Her daughter was born into a war that had already taken her son and left her husband too sick to work. She had spent the pregnancy malnourished, anaemic and short of vitamins. She tells The Independent: “Our suffering is immense. My daughter was born amid this tragedy.”
