My son just recently turned one. It’s been a whirlwind of a year. Sometimes I feel like I’m just finally processing that he’s really here, because for a really long time I thought he might not be here. I thought that I might not have children. I don’t want to paint that as a bleak picture. Of course, the thought of not having children after I had wanted them was hard to accept. It was a much different life than the one I had been planning for, but I had finally come to terms that I would be okay with it. It took me realizing that I was putting my life on hold for something that might not even happen. How was that really living? It wasn’t.

I started making plans. I started signing up for races I wanted to run. I started planning vacations for where I wanted to g...

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