There is no longing like that of a woman for a child. I’ve had the privilege of walking through fertility battles with some incredible ladies, and while the wait is grueling, the unknowing is torture and the longing is unbearable, I can say with certainty that there is nothing, nothing that compares
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When I looked at the moon, as a young girl, I never saw the man. Instead, a baby – curled in her mother’s womb. Softly, warmly. The miracle of life, unfolding and expanding. From a fleck of dust to a recognizable child – in just a few weeks’ time. And baby grows. And grows. And grows. And