Grabbing the dog lead, zipping up my coat and heading out the door, it was time for another Sunday family walk – one of our favourite things to do!
With my partner Nathan, 32, our daughter Ferne, now six, and our fur baby Zizzi, the French Bulldog, happily trotting along ahead, I couldn’t help but feel like there was something missing.
Buying my own home at just 20, having a stable job and a loving, secure relationship, I knew that I had a burning desire for something else – the chance to make Ferne a big sister.
Only, after starting my period young, at roughly 11 years old, I had suffered from the most painful and heavy periods, needing to take contraception to regulate them over time.
And although it…
