In our hands

Throwing another pregnancy test in the bin, I felt deflated.

‘Negative… again,’ I said, turning to my husband Inars, 27.

‘We can keep trying,’ he reassured me.

I was desperate to be a mum, and after two miscarriages, every negative test hurt that little bit more.

‘I’m going to have to see the doctor,’ I said to Inars.

Having not had my period for the last couple of months, I couldn’t work out what was going on.

Only, no matter how many tests I took, they all came back saying the same thing.

Negative.

But as I sat in the doctor’s office, it was soon clear my luck