Undeniably, we all make choices about our bodies — who we share them with and the steps we take to get pregnant (or not) — and we all live with the consequences. I knew this, yet I was still envious of my friends who simply stopped their birth control, waited a few months, and then headed to the doctor to learn what magic had taken place. They didn’t have to struggle with the endless array of decisions that were plunked rather unceremoniously in front of my husband and me in the form of a ream of paperwork we had to complete once we decided to proceed with IVF.