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Leyla and Richards story

“S So we have some news…!" Yet another couple announcing joyfully over dinner that they were going to become parents and the accompanying sinking of my stomach in jealousy. No, not jealousy exactly, but a really deep-seated, allencompassing, overwhelming envy. The struggle to become a parent aside, I loved my life - but I just had the most consuming desire for us to be the ones sharing happy baby updates.

I was diagnosed with a serious medical condition in my late twenties, one of the horrendous ‘side effects’ was that it could prove fatal for me to carry my own child. Oh, and I had a 50% chance of passing this condition on to any offspring in any event. Although we had been among the first in our friendship groups to marry, we reacted to this bombshell by burying our heads in the sand; we were not ready to contemplate the enormous minefield of IVF treatment, PGD analysis to detect embryos affected with the condition, teaming with a surrogate and maybe, just maybe, after all of that, lasting a pregnancy. And after our first IVF cycle, it transpired I would also react to the hormone drugs in such a way that normal IVF treatment would probably kill me. Quite a lot to take in.

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