And, more pressingly and personally: Did I deserve the responsibility, joys, and privileges of motherhood? It was an easy subway ride to the fertility clinic, and I snagged early morning appointments that barely interfered with work. And, though I hadn’t dared to let myself believe it would, could work, the third pregnancy test flashed positive a month before the election. The author presenting on reproductive rights at the state level at seven months pregnant. ADVERTISEMENTAnd I have delighted in each of these uncomfortable, incredible reminders that my baby girl is, even now, asserting herself.
