Since I already let the cat out of the bag on social media, I should probably do so here too!

At the beginning of the year, I wrote that 2019 had been a bit of a disappointment and the truth is, I spent the entirety of it (and some of 2018) trying and failing to get pregnant. I know 2020 has not been what anyone hoped for, but in the most important way, it is exactly what we hoped for. Joey and I are expecting a baby in October!

Let me just say, infertility is no walk in the park. The day we got back from Italy, my OB-Gyn called to tell me she was referring us to a fertility clinic. Without any major red flags, they recommended that we start with the least invasive option, an IUI. My first round didn’t go as planned and had to be cancelled but we were finally able to have the procedure done at the end of January. It worked. On the first try. We were utterly SHOCKED and so so happy! To be honest, I feel guilty that after all that waiting, it happened that easily. I know it is not that way for many.

I almost chickened out of writing this post so many times but I know that in my darkest days, it was so easy to convince myself that everyone else was having an easy time and I don’t want to contribute to that narrative, as imagined as it may be. If you’re struggling with infertility, I see you, I’m here for you and I’m wishing with all my heart that things work out for you. I’m not taking a single second of the next six months for granted ♥️

I will probably go into more detail in this space in the future, but for now, please know that I have gone through four jars of pickles already because I AM THE STEREOTYPE and enjoy this outtake from our family photo shoot where Andi could not really be bothered 🙂