I recovered physically from the surgery pretty quickly, I took much longer mentally. I still get tearful a lot and feel hopeless. I have my scan picture to remind me that I can do it and that it will happen for me one day.

The last 3 years we have been trying to get pregnant. The last 3 years we have been seen, tested and advised. The last 3 years we have lost 8 babies, all lost at 8 weeks or before.

Having someone confirm your worst fears came with a great sense of loss.

September the 11th was the due date for my first baby and I often think of that date and what might/should have been.

On these days, we'll do the things that make us happy. Walk our beautiful dog, eat cake, drink tea and, if I'm totally honest, I'll cry. I try to be strong every day, hoping that things will get easier, but some days, you just need to stop and think. I think those days will be just that.