In my case, the glitch is declining egg quality, but I know other, younger mamas who can't seem to make a second baby either. It's wildly frustrating. And it hurts not to be able to create the family you envisioned.
A woman's ability to get pregnant begins to decline as early as her twenties and it gets more and more difficult with time. The earlier women become aware of this, the better their chances are of conceiving when they are ready.
How do you say goodbye to someone with whom you shared not a past full of memories, but a future made of fantasies? How do you make space for sadness when you're surrounded by messages, both internal and external, telling you to buck up and move on?