This summer, just after I turned 41, I had a voluntary radical hysterectomy. After five miscarriages with no live children, this decision marked the official end of our attempt to build a biological family.
The journey to this point was emotional, but the decision was the right one. After a decade of chronic illness, loss, and heartache, my husband and I are ready and excited for a childless life. We're so, so lucky we made it through in tact. Now we get to be together, learn new things, and see new places. Let the adventure begin.
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