#15: Same eggs, new basket: a surrogacy story
Amy opens up about surrogacy and next steps in her fertility journey
Hi friends — Kayti here. 💛
We put out a really special episode this week. One that’s tender and brave and so full of heart. In it, Amy shares that she’s beginning to explore surrogacy—and I don’t quite have the words for how much it moved me.
The truth is, the path to parenthood rarely unfolds the way we thought it would. It twists, it pauses, it reroutes entirely. And watching Amy walk this road—with courage, with honesty, with her whole heart—is one of the most inspiring things. She’s choosing next steps that are right for her, even when they’re hard. Even when they ask her to shift what she imagined this journey might look like.
This episode is also a love letter to something we don’t talk about enough: the power of changing your mind. Of saying, “This felt right once, but it doesn’t anymore.” Of making space for the fact that what your body, heart, or soul needs today might not be what it needs tomorrow. And that’s okay. We don’t have to explain ourselves. We don’t have to stick to the script we wrote before we knew what the middle would feel like.
Infertility can make everything feel rigid and full of rules. But this conversation is a soft reminder that there’s still room to move. To breathe. To shift. To choose again. May it meet you wherever you are.
We are sending you all so much love this holiday weekend and hoping you get some sunshine, rest, and self-care. xo
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“After our fifth failed transfer, I stared at the ceiling and just thought—what now?”
We had done everything right. The vitamins, the acupuncture, the ERA, the hysteroscopy, the modified protocols, the diets, the prayers. And still—every single time—we were left with nothing but a phone call saying, “I’m so sorry, it didn’t take.”
We never got answers. My lining looked fine. The embryos were tested. My bloodwork was normal. And yet, transfer after transfer, the outcome was always the same.
Our doctor gently suggested we could keep investigating—maybe immune panels, maybe more biopsies, maybe another retrieval with a new protocol. But the truth was, my heart (and my body) were tired. We had one more retrieval in us financially and emotionally, and we knew we had to make a different kind of plan.
That’s when surrogacy entered the conversation—not as a last resort, but as a possible lifeline. I’d been resistant to it at first. It felt too far removed, too surreal, too hard to wrap my head around. But after five losses, what felt harder was continuing to do the same thing and hope for a different outcome.
We decided: one last retrieval, then we’d move forward with a surrogate. No more transfers for me. No more waiting for signs my body never seemed able to give.
It was a strange relief, honestly, to let go of the pressure to fix something no one could explain. To shift from trying to carry a pregnancy to simply trying to become parents, in whatever way that looked like.
Surrogacy doesn’t make the heartbreak disappear. But it gave us something we hadn’t felt in a long time: momentum. A new plan. A little bit of hope.
— L. B.
You know what’s underrated? A really great beach chair. These come in the most cheerful colors and playful patterns—perfect for backyard hangs, poolside lounging, or spontaneous beach escapes. Are they essential? Nope. Are they a bit too pricey? Yes. But sometimes, it feels really good to treat yourself to something fun and totally unnecessary, just because it makes you smile.
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Friday vibes:
oh my goodness! what an absolute honor to be included here. <3