We just got back from a wedding and I had the tinsy bit of huge-ass envy for the PYT who absolutely will get pregnant on day two of being together. Just as I was moping about on the flight back, one of the guys from the wedding, super cool guy, hot wife, two kids, told me how hard it was for them to get preg. That they tried forever ended up finally gettin’ ‘er done “With Help ... lots of it.” It's more universal than we (I) realize. There’s many paths to parenthood, just be careful along the way ever judging your life against the *postcards of others.
*assumptions about another's life, particularly while life-cruising their instagram, that can be a dangerous time-suck life-f**k.