So 2019 I truly thought I had made peace with never being a mummy.

We have made lots of plans for a future as husband and wife. Not wondering oh what if we have a child.

I could be happy for pregnant friends without any hidden hurt.

I was thankful for what I had. I stopped trying to fill a void and the void got smaller.

BUT...

This week my infertility has hit me like a ton of bricks! I can’t even walk through the baby clothes section in Shops.

I am a heartbroken mess and I can’t see a way out of it. 💔