If you're like me, you have learned to hate Christmas. And birthdays. And Easter, come to think of it.
I hate them all because they are reminders of losing pregnancies, having no children, and getting older.
I sympathise with every woman and man out there whose arms are aching to be holding their much wanted child every Christmas. No doubt while looking on in pain and angst at other family members and friends as they celebrate with their little ones.
This is going to be our fifth Christmas without a baby or a pregnancy to make it special. Instead, we will be bombarded with commercial advertising that shows us happy families, children bonding with their parents.
Why do they never show the childless couple who, broken from fertility treatment or having just lost their unborn child, console each other and say "maybe this time next year...."
