Infertility and the self
Quinn's pursuit of a child consumes her identity. She hides negative tests, endures intrusive questions at family dinners, and sinks into depression through rounds of failed treatment. Her confession—"I've been trying so hard to become a mother that I forgot how to be your partner"—names the cost precisely. The book refuses to treat infertility as a plot obstacle; it's an erosion, happening in bathrooms and silences. Its point: grief you don't share doesn't stay contained—it colonizes everything you love.
Characters:QuinnQuinn's mother