Meet my new scar. I’ve had it for less than a year, the result of a fall that occurred in January. Pulling closer my hand is my 3 month old. He was conceived last December. It feels to me like the scar and the baby were some sort of a strange package deal. This post discusses a struggle with fertility, a miscarriage and yes, you guessed it, a scar but it’s about a baby. I’d like to think it might instill hope in those seeking it and shed some light on the subject of struggling with…