"The moment came we were probably both subconsciously worrying about - G cried because she didn't have a daddy."
The sickness came over me like I was on a rubber dinghy in the middle of the Atlantic during a storm.
In a way, I don't want to test as I want the hope to go on; It's a nice feeling to have hope.
I was excommunicated because of my sexuality, but now I’ve found a church that celebrates who I am.
I'm well versed in what not to google, not testing early, and making sure I don't have too much free time to think about it.
Just when you've got your head around one hurdle, you realise you're about to embark on a new rollercoaster.
I hope I'm not the only one who has felt like this during treatment
All this IVF stuff can really consume you - thinking about the next injection, the next scan, the "what ifs"
I know, I know, I'm a total idiotic bag of hormones.