I haven’t written for ages as since last August I’ve been blissfully struggling to cope with a new born and a toddler (more on that crazy exhausting amazing joy another time). But recently after hearing what a friend is going through, I have been thinking about every journey to having a baby and how so many women have to deal with so much heart ache along the way. It put into painfully sharp contrast how lucky we have been, after the initial struggle to conceive due to the early menopause, with our two successful attempts at egg donation transfers and I just can’t fathom why sometimes it works and other times women have to endure the heartbreaking pain of it not working over and over again. I can’t begin to understand how couples, and especially the women who feel the pain physically as well as emotionally, bear these repeated losses. It all just seems so ridiculously unfair. So today I just wanted to honour each and every woman who has put themselves and their bodies through this journey again and again and hope that every one of you gets your baby in the end, however that may be. You are all incredible and show strength way beyond what should be necessary.