He can’t reconcile where we’d find the time, money and energy. I feel like we’d figure it out, the way we did with the first. By Abigail Rasminsky
Are we to blame for our children’s frailties? The easy response is of course not. The honest answer is yes and no. By Nan Mooney
Having a kid before establishing a career was part luck and part madness. By Lauren Apfel
I want him out in the world. But this process—the leaving process—is excruciating.
By Emily Franklin
So why is it you want a baby, my therapist asks. Love, I answer.
By Bethany Marcel
More than my body and my schedule, IVF took over my mind.
By Belle Boggs
I waited to feel that my first child was not enough. I waited for a hunger that can be satisfied in only one way.
By Leslie Kendall Dye
Nobody told me while my house was falling apart that eventually I would start to see clearly again.
By Lauren Apfel
I can’t imagine spreading my legs and letting doctors make quick work of this loss.
By Nicole Piasecki
By the time we left China, it felt like he was ours, wholly and completely. And he is. But he is not.
By Kelly Westhoff