Battle of the womb

Previously

…Anya nodded in agreement, her presence a silent testament to their shared journey. The seeds of doubt had been sown in Lena’s mind, not the seeds of uncertainty, but seeds of a broader understanding, a willingness to embrace the mysteries that lay beyond the visible, beyond the measurable. The battle for the womb, she was beginning to realize, was far more profound than she had ever imagined, and perhaps, just perhaps, it was a battle that the Lord Himself intended to win. The scientific certainty she had always relied upon was beginning to fray, replaced by a fragile, yet potent, faith in the unseen.