Five angels and a miracle
Staring at the positive test, I couldn’t bring myself to smile.
It was October 2019, and it was the sixth time in five years I was pregnant.
Only, I didn’t have any children. I’d never made it to a 12-week scan.
When I’d had my first miscarriage in 2015, I put it down as tragic, but not that uncommon.
‘Lots of women have miscarriages,’ I’d told my then-partner.
And it was true. I’d read that one in four women had suffered a miscarriage.
But since I was in my early 20s, and
