Love begins with two lines. They might be side by side or cross over one another, either way there are two lines on a stick. Sure they might be followed by a digital screen displaying the words “pregnant” but it begins with two lines. The difference lies in how that journey ends.

Two lines, in a perfect world will lead to new life, additions to families and the wonder that comes with parenthood. Sometimes though, this isn’t the case. I’ve been through both journeys & this is where you will find my musings about both miscarriage and new motherhood.