I owe a lot of posts here. I fully intend to catch up. Most of my mummy group friends are now having baby number 2 or trying. I remember saying to BB. This is for my Muslim sisters. I spotted this post about infertility in Islam on Facebook by Imam Omar Suleiman. Mama, Eden and Me.

A Northern Girl upside down. Has it really been six months since my last post? If only I was returning with something mind-blowing or witty but alas I have nothing to report but ill-health. The Bitchiest New Year Rant Ever.

Adventures in Infertility and Reproductive Immunology. at least through maybe summer 2015. People for whom I am DELIRI.

Well, this week was filled with highs and lows. The high point being when we realized that we somehow had miraculously conceived without the help of IVF or any fertility treatment. We went back in the bathroom, I sat on the toilet and let the contents fall in. I looked at him, did the sign of the cross, and flushed the toilet.

It Looks Like A Penis. So yes, that was the update I drafted on the eve of 36 weeks. Thanks to you all who have checked in on me and the lovely Single Motherhood By Choice who pointed me in the way of this. The colour I used to love but love no more.

I thought of that too. But you know what? All of this is still part of the story. This is part of my context. Hosted by Barren Betty and Fertility Doll. I was reeling between disappointments, still in the throes of the battle, and that simple pumpkin carving contest was seriously a lifeline for me.

A journey into Parenthood and dealing with loss. The weekend was tough! To ALL Mothers everywhere! May 9, 2015. To those who experienced loss through miscarria.

My perfect, miracle daughter. My perfect baby girl is here and is just over 4 weeks old. My pregnancy continued to go pretty well and I managed to work until just over 38 weeks. Right at the end of my third trimester, my fluid retention did get ridiculous and I could barely stand my feet and legs were so swollen, but other than that, I had a healthy and happy pregnancy.