I'm just over 8 months pregnant, 32 weeks and 4 days to be exact. I really can't believe how long it took to get to this point and I still have some time left to go. This pregnancy feels like it started in December 2014. Probably because it basically did. It was around that time, in late December 2014 when we dove back in to the world of IVF. I had previously spent much of 2014 dialing in hard on my diet and my workouts (for the sole purpose of "I can" and "I will" and because that's where my passion lies) and thoroughly enjoying how I felt and the body I created through all that hard work and determination. I knew the following year was going to be devoted to IVF and [hopefully] a pregnancy. Having succumbed to this life consuming, self sacrificing treatment before, I knew how challenging it was and that challenge motivated me greatly to make the most of myself before those days would engulf me. My endorphins were pumping that summer. I...