I wanted to re-post this blog from 2015, which I wrote when I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to have children. Since then I’ve been through a miscarriage and childbirth and I now have my wonderful daughter. This is a reminder that if you are missing your period, don’t be afraid to go to your doctor to get checked out. So often we assume that pregnancy is something that happens easily, yet for so many of us it really isn’t. Every minute I get to spend with my little girl I am reminded how lucky I am that I have reached this point and I am so grateful.
I would like to caveat this post with the note that if you are a bit squeamish about over-sharing or uncomfortable with discussions of ‘womeny things’, then this probably isn’t for you.
I debated for a while about tackling this subject as it’s something that is quite close to home. After long deliberation however, I realised that one of the main things that helped me when I had my diagnosis was talking to people in the same boat and feeling less alone.
Firstly, some background: it wasn’t until I had a conversation with one of my oldest friends from home, over the Christmas break last year, that I finally voiced my concerns over the fact that for most of my adult life I’ve not had periods. In my mind I’d made excuses for why this was the case, writing it off as being ‘fine’ for a variety of reasons. In…
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