I am a statistic. The dreaded 1 in 4. I had a miscarriage. It happened about six weeks ago. It was my first pregnancy. I was so unbelievably excited. The miscarriage came as a shock, as you would expect. Not only did I naively think it wouldn’t happen to me, on reflection, I really knew … More The world can fuck off because I had a miscarriage: and other things I’ve learnt after losing a baby.
It’s no big secret that the second a woman says “I do” her ovaries become public property. The questions start being fired at you from all angles. Sometimes as you’re walking down the aisle (kidding, but seriously it’s probably happened before). When are you having a baby? Are you thinking about having a baby? Why … More Anxiety, pregnancy, and all that jazz