It Still Hurts – A Story of Temporary Secondary Infertility

About this time last year I found out I was pregnant with our fourth child.

Since I was at the tail end of treatment for depression, my doctor let me instantly wean off my meds. Morning sickness plus the awful disorienting feeling I experienced from quitting antidepressants was a rough combination.

But it was welcome suffering compared to the pain of waiting for a child that would not come. Continue reading “It Still Hurts – A Story of Temporary Secondary Infertility”