Days later, walking to our bathroom, I glance at our calendar for the day. Fallon and Liberty are out most of the day, and Miss Alba will be shopping this morning. 

Me: it’s go time (baby emoji) (heart emoji)

There. That should do it. I better hop in the shower in case Hamilton decides to come home early. With steam enveloping me and hot water pelting my skin, I remind myself not to stress over conceiving. Hamilton says it has to happen this month since he flies to Arizona ...