Ryan

A month later…

I’m sitting in the fertility doctor’s exam room for the third time. Each visit reminds me of Carter and me attending obstetrics appointments during Ian’s pregnancy. As if living with his mirror image isn’t hard enough, I fear each monthly visit of this hopeful pregnancy will call to mind more and more memories. Internally, I struggle with the positive outcomes a baby might bring to Ian, warring with the sad memories of the husband I ...