Early on in our infertility treatments, I used to spend a lot of time dreaming about the nursery space we would create for a baby. When we were living in Florida I thought about how to do that in our two-bedroom apartment, and then when we moved to Pennsylvania I thought about which of the three bedrooms would be best suited for that purpose. Some time in between years two and three of treatments though, thinking about a nursery that seemed out of reach just lost its appeal. It wasn’t fun to dream about what the space could be like, instead it just hurt too much. So I put those thoughts aside and waited for a time that felt right again.