For almost four years, my life revolved around pregnancy tests. Every month, I would count the days, track my cycle, watch for symptoms, and then hold my breath as I waited for those two lines to appear. But instead of joy, I was repeatedly met with the same cold result negative.
The emotional rollercoaster drained me. Each test felt like a punch to my heart. Friends and relatives who married after me were already pregnant or holding babies. I smiled at them, but deep inside, I was breaking.…CONTINUE READING