I’m 30 years old, I recently finished a PhD, and I’m currently working in public health research. None of that matters here though, because this is a place where I will talk about the harder and more hidden part of my life, the part where I struggle through recurrent pregnancy loss. I can’t promise to be nice, rational or fair, but I will be honest, and hopefully I will find some sort of peace in the process. If you’re here because you’re also recurrently lost, welcome to the club. It’s a sucky one, but at least we’re not alone.
Also, all the photos in my posts are my own (unless otherwise noted), so if you like them, let me know!
My story in numbers:
6: years married
2.5: years trying for a baby
7: positive pregnancy tests
4: times we heard a heart beat
4: times there was no longer a heartbeat
2 (or more): chemical pregnancies