Well, our first IVF cycle has come and gone—complete with its fair share of ups, downs, drama and drugs. Now we wait to hear how the little eggies did, and in this strange in-between space of feeling hopeful but also trying to manage my expectations, I’ve been reflecting on it all. I don’t know how some IVF warriors do this over and over again. While my body feels like it just got hit by a truck, my heart is full. In the past few weeks, I’ve been questioning myself why I chose to do this, on some days, I know the answer and on other days, when I see my husband do something that drives me crazy (like walking with heavy footsteps), I am not so sure anymore. 🤣 But, looking at it through another lens, I feel so incredibly grateful. And seriously, I think women are magical, pain-tolerant superheroes who somehow still manage to show up with our best selves every single freaking day! ❤️ Sending love to everyone going through some hard shit in their lives. Take a step back and you’ll realiz...