Or: When crisis hits you
This may be one of the most personal blog entries so far. With this in mind, I’d like to give a heads up that this text isn’t one of the “easy to read” ones. Nonetheless, I believe it to be a very important message and encourage you to stay with me even through the difficult parts.
The title describes a time span in my life that was one of the most brutal and painful ones. Here’s why. Back in 2011, my husband and I had just moved back to Germany after having lived in the USA for 2.5 years. We settled in Berlin with one big plan: We wanted to have kids, many kids. And since we were in our early thirties we knew we better get going, right?