Hey there, welcome to my rollercoaster!

Our road to parenthood has been over 44 months (but who’s counting?… oh right, me). It all started May 12, 2022, with my first miscarriage. My body reacted fast to pregnancy symptoms—I tested positive at 5 weeks—then started bleeding shortly after. It wasn’t until June 19, 2022, that I felt like myself again. That first loss was traumatic, and I carried guilt and endless “why me?” questions for months.

In October 23, 2022, I ended up in the ER with a chemical pregnancy, feeling sick and frustrated, desperate for answers. It took a while, but I finally found the courage to visit a fertility clinic on March 2, 2023. Through ultrasounds, blood work, tracking, and discovering cysts on my ovaries, I learned I have PCOS—a condition I hadn’t even heard of before.

October 3, 2023, brought a spark of hope: we found out we were pregnant again with a baby girl! We named her June, inspired by the Roman goddess Juno—the queen of the heavens—because it just felt right. But life had other plans: June had Trisomy 13, and I carried her for 17 weeks before losing her on December 3, 2023. That loss hit harder than I could have imagined.

Sharing my journey on TikTok became my lifeline—I started posting to connect with others who felt alone, hopeless, or unheard. Through sharing, I realized how much impact one story can have, and it encouraged me to keep seeking answers for my own journey. Along the way, we switched fertility clinics and discovered thyroid issues that also affect cycles, hormones, and ovulation. All of these experiences inspired Grief in Bloom, a safe, healing space where families can leave letters, honor their babies, and grow through grief. My journey is still ongoing, but I’m grateful to be reaching others and making a difference along the way.