When it’s good to give up

My little girl had her fifth birthday yesterday.  She got a pink scooter, had a massive slice of chocolate cake and by anyone’s standards, it was a pretty good day.  And as always, when one of the kids has a birthday, I thought back to the day she was born.  The day, five years ago when my son got a sister and I got a daughter.

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I waited a long time for that girl.
I suffered from secondary infertility and as a result, there’s ten years between her and her brother.
It’s strange, almost, to loo...