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A few days after we came home with our daughter I decided to venture outside to take the garbage out and get some fresh air. On the way back in I checked the mail, as it had been collecting since the day we went into the hospital. There was mostly nothing important; junk mail and flyers, but then I noticed the envelope marked private and confidential. As I opened the letter I saw the familiar header from my fertility clinic. The first bill for our annual embryo storage had arrived sometime between when our daughter was born and when I decided to check the mail. I had been expecting it, but thought it would have come sooner since our retrieval was in July of last year. As we brought home the product of that group of embryos they send us a reminder of the other four, potential siblings to our baby girl. Well timed, universe.