Tag: infertility; grief

21 May 2018

The slowly dawning realisation that it seems as though I am pregnant.

Surreal. Surprising. Wonderful.

November 2017

But I have calmed and quietened my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me. Psalm 131:2

For four years I have grieved. I have cried. At times I have basically raged like a tantruming child. I have questioned. I have despaired. My heart has been broken.

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