So after six years of ttc and two cycles of icsi and a miscarriage 18 months ago our daughter was born one week ago at a healthy 8lb 11oz. She is just gorgeous.
It's been such a road to get here with a huge amount of stress and anxiety, a year ago I could barely function as a human being for feeling so utterly hopeless and empty. Last Mother's Day was a particularly sad and desperate as I didn't think I had the strength to ever try again.
The worst bit was funnily enough the BFP. The journey from BFP to about 25 weeks was awful, that feeling of terror yet not feeling justified to complain as I had what I wanted technically. But the weeks passed and we got there in the end.
I have received amazing support here in this community and wish you all so much hope, luck and peace at whatever stage you find yourselves at.
Much love xx