Your Wife's Heart is in My Chest Cavity

...Or as the film is more commonly known, Return to Me. Driver, Duchovny, yeah? A bunch of us were out at The Red Key ages ago and I couldn't remember the title and instead came up with that: Your Wife's Heart is in My Chest Cavity.

"Is that the foreign translation?" a friend asked.

Kinda. It also popped into my head today as people responded to the essay I have in the March issue of Ladies' Home Journal, about going through IVF, and what that was like for me and my husband.

(Photo by the truly nice and truly talented Brian Sorg.)

I'd been really nervous to share this story. It's personal. I wasn't sure how people would respond. For a long time, I couldn't talk about going through infertility. I couldn't write about it. Reading other people's stories helped, reading blogs helped, and I kept hoping that would be the case for someone else if I shared our story. Today, friends and family gave me so much support I felt like my heart was beating out of my own chest cavity.

From my thumping heart to yours, Valentines.

xoxo sl