I Went to Visit My Sister After She Gave Birth — Then I Heard My Husband’s Voice in the Hallway

had held my hand in waiting rooms. He had been the person I called first with results, good and bad. I had believed, genuinely and without qualification, that we were building something together.

My fertility savings were a separate account I had funded over eighteen months — money set aside with the specific intention of one more round of treatment,continue reading …