My mother-in-law put her shoulder into my ribs at my own gender reveal so she could reach my husband first. I opened my arms and said four words in her ear.

PART 1 — FOUR WORDS

Six years.

Blood tests, injections, three procedures, and about a year in the middle of it where I could not walk past the baby aisle in the supermarket and used to take the long way round by the tinned fish.

And all the way through it, Yolande.