A roller coaster of emotions would whisk me away, sending me through shock, sorrow and then acceptance……all within a space of 15 minutes.

“You are my dream girl.” he whispered, and with calloused palms he gently wiped away my tears.

The sweet little sonographer faked a faint smile and left the room. “Here we go,” I thought “what now?”

I admit it….I have a bit of an identity crisis. I am not exactly sure who I am, or where my heart lies.

Believe in your fertility.