Every child is a blessing, as the old saying goes. But when I watch my son Efan, four, dancing around making his twin sisters, six-month-old Betsi and Lili, giggle, I can’t help but think that the three of them really are miracles.
My fertility struggles began in 2015, three years after I married my husband Gareth, then 33. I was desperate to be a mum and I fell pregnant quickly, but at seven weeks I suffered a miscarriage. I was devastated – we both were – but, determined to become parents, we continued trying.
By 2016, there was still no sign of a baby and I was referred to a fertility specialist who did blood tests to see if I was even ovulating.
Soon, I began experiencing pain in
