“I remember crying, feeling like a part of me had been taken away. My ability to have more children and a part of what made me a woman was gone. But I was alive, and at least I have had the opportunity to heal from this and watch my son grow up. …If I had to do this all over again to have him, I would.”
The loss of fertility is…a loss. Allowing for grief is an important part of healing.
Does anyone really understand? How could anyone possibly understand?
This is a whisper, an urging, a challenge, a cry that I hear often from parents who have lost their child.
When you lose your child, you lose yourself a little bit. This is Xenia’s Story, in her own words.
