My dad was my unlikely partner in my fertility journey. It brought us closer than we've ever been.
Briefly

"After my mother's early menopause and the subsequent very challenging adoption of my brother and sister, I knew it was the right choice for me. Single and exhausted by the numerous online dates, I decided that this procedure was a gift to myself. An act of radical self-love - something that did not come easily to me."
"While I was groaning in the fetal position, my belly distended to the size of a three-month pregnancy, my father was at the end of the couch patting my foot encouragingly. He's British. Bodies, certainly female ones, are not to be discussed. Nevertheless, he persisted."
"During lockdown, we gathered every evening to watch two episodes - three, if we were being greedy - of the least competitive competition on television. We caught the baking bug, and we woke up successively earlier than the other to mix dough for that day's concoction."
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