This story was originally published on January 29th, 2016. We're bringing it to your attention again in honor ofNational Infertility Awareness Week. It was a hot Sunday, late last August, when my pregnancy ended. Or when it began to make its ending known. From the pool deck of a friend’s hillside home, I watched the sun dip into the Pacific Ocean, while the city below me receded into shadow. I remember that I was drinking from a can of lime flavored Perrier, because it was the least...


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