A woman decides to have a child. She and her partner had his sperm frozen when he was diagnosed with leukemia. He passed away a year ago. We meet her after her first insemination, during the dreaded two-week waiting period between ovulation and menstruation, the Luteal phase. She has a beautiful community of friends, including her best friend, Jill. Jill couldn’t be further from “the kid shit,” but it turns out, they’re exactly who each other need as the Luteal phase comes to an end. The script is non-linear. If we’re thinking of how time works, the order would proceed as menstrual, follicular, ovulation, luteal. We hop in and out of Luteal or the “waiting phase,” as the story moves, more in a circular fashion than a line.