Almost 3 years ago, I stumbled upon what I recently found out what the most amazing accident of my life. After over a year of unassisted, half-assed attempts at making a baby, we were blessed with a big glaring positive pregnancy test. Little did I know, that positive pregnancy test (and subsequent perfect, mostly uneventful pregnancy) would be my only experience with unencumbered fertility.
People often use the term miracle baby after they've been given the gift of a child, at the end of a long, torturous battle with infertility and the likes. Retrospectively, I now know my miracle baby was the result of my fluke, accidental fertility. Like I said, most amazing accident ever.
Why am I writing this blog now? Because after 3 failed pregnancies, it's time for me to find out what has been the cause of the most painful year I've ever had and it's time to take cathartic action to get these emotions out.
