Priya and I couldn't conceive on our own, so we started IVF to improve the odds. After two failed rounds we learned that, among other things, my count was well below average. I felt useless. Priya helped me research every lever we had, and for eighteen months we packed pills together every other week to get my swimmers back in shape. Our son turned one in March.
Dev & Priya
Marisol and I lost three pregnancies and nobody could tell us why. Every panel came back clean. We eventually learned that DNA fragmentation in sperm can drive miscarriage, so I went on a protocol to bring my oxidative stress down. She is twenty-two weeks along.
Marisol & Owen
Bea and I both thought we were in decent shape, so we assumed starting a family would be simple. It wasn't — two miscarriages, and every appointment focused on her. I decided to do everything I could during what our doctor called trimester zero: I rebuilt my supplement stack, changed the underwear I was wearing, and stopped taking calls with a laptop on my lap. Our daughter arrived last spring.
Bea & Theo