How it felt to spend nearly a decade trying.

This is both the most honest & the most painful photograph I have ever produced. I was taking photography a class in Boston and brought my IVF meds, a bird's nest, and a replica of the one good egg I was so desperate for. I shot this right after my miscarriage when I was pregnant with triplets. I was a mess.

Each cycle included a large box of hormone vials, needles of various sizes, & dermal patches delivered to our door. It became such a trigger for me. Stephen took on the role of med organizer. He would sort them in the closet so I didn't have to see them all at once. He's a keeper.

Ouch.