my husband seb and i imagine what our family portrait would be like, though we didn't think how much that path would cost us. that is why i took my camera and decided to tell the story. seven years ago, we found out that we are infertile. the doctors said it was my hormones, his slow sperm and now my age. so we got on the rollercoaster of in vitro fertilisation. this is our fourth attempt. now my eggs and my husband's sperm are going to meet on a lab plate. against all odds, my baby won't be the result of a passionate night. medical report: 32 eggs, 26 fertilised. in the end, six embryos. of those six, only one healthy to transfer to my uterus. a possible baby? i imagine my belly growing, sharing my body with them, my space, my life, to discover everything again together, us three. to finally complain about the sleepless nights. this is happening to us and one in every six couples, and it is a taboo in many places. my friend laura also went through years of fertility treatments. and then she surprised me with some news. crossing fingers. so we've pulled out one of your embryos and it