So, like the Husband and wife camping partners for life we may not have it all together shirt but in fact I love this rest of the country, I am barreling through the next few days, with an eye on November 3. Sometimes I am nervous; often I am hopeful. Usually the specter of the election—even if it’s not decided on November 3—is in the background of the day, and the new shape of my family occupies the fore. But they are intertwined, as they have been since the beginning. And in spite of how fraught the narrative around free and fair voting has become this year, I have to—literally, I have no choice but to—believe that, like choosing to get pregnant, going to the polls is an inherently optimistic thing. It’s an opportunity to start anew, and an investment in changing the direction of the world on the day someone enters into it to change mine forever.