By Anna Hornbostel

Infertility came into my life slowly, sliding its way in after weeks became months and months became years of trying to have a baby and cycle after cycle failing. Infertility didn’t shout its arrival, but instead carried with it a shroud of silence.

By Allyn Ann Simpson, RN, MSN
Women's Health Nurse Practitioner-BC

Families are built in many different ways and look differently from one person to the next.

by Katie Fettig

At last.

Those were the words we posted to make our long-awaited pregnancy announcement. “At Last” was also the song my husband Steve and I danced to at our wedding. It just happened to be on the list of songs the DJ offered—it hadn’t carried any particular meaning for us at the time. But six years into our marriage, the words were full of meaning. 

By Jeanne Montalvo Lucar

Picture this: you decided you’re ready to be a mom. You have everything planned. You ditch the birth control and you download an app. Then somewhere down the line, you realize that there’s a problem.

By Patricia Musitano

It seems like there’s always a reason to keep trying. There’s something that makes you think the next time will work. Something that was wrong gets fixed … a new procedure offers hope … an eventual success makes you think it will be possible to do it again.