A Whole New Set Of Emotions

Let’s start with the drama!  Imagine with me… days after delivering a beautiful baby girl for a family that was unable to have their own…you get a phone call to meet a new family “just in case you decide to do it again”.

I agreed, why not? A free meal at Cheesecake Factory and meeting some new IP (intended parents) in the even Justin and I decided to embark on this surrogacy journey again.

The meeting went well; they asked me to get pregnant in 2 months. Um. No.  I told them I wasn’t ready to commit to anything yet.  “We’ll See” is where I left it.

Once I got my medical clearance I reached out to this couple.  I didn’t hear anything back.

In the meantime the agency (who I love – do you want to be a surrogate? Go find Coastal Surrogacy!) called me to meet a new family.

Admittedly, meeting this family did not leave me heartbroken like when meeting my first IP.  I think that is because this family does have children.  She just can’t have anymore.  She is YOUNG.  She is my age.  And her body just can’t do it again.  But she longs for a large family.  She loves being a mommy and wants more kids to add to her bunch (a lot more kids I might add).  After talking it over with Justin we decided to proceed.

After singing my “agreement” with them, I got a message from the IP I met several months earlier… a day too late.  There was some not-so-happy emails about our choice to go with different IP which was awkward.  But in the end, I believe it was the right choice.

So here I am, working on “Legal” (getting a contract signed) and I feel weird.  I feel different.

I am still excited, but not in the same way.  There is a difference between helping somebody who has tried and failed several times to have their own baby and somebody who already has a baby but can’t have any more.

On one hand, I was almost overwhelmed and broken for my first IP.  Hearing her story hurt my heart in such a unique way and all I wanted to do was carry her baby so she could hold that little life that she so deeply desired.

And now I have this “I get it” feeling.  I loved my first baby, but growing my family was just as incredible.  Watching how the brother and sister relationships grow.  Watching how those babies, coming from the same parents, are so unique.  I love watching my children’s uniqueness shine through – just a picture of how God creates each of us to be different to fulfill our singular goal.  So I get it.  For some, one is enough.  One wasn’t enough for me.  And it isn’t enough for this family.

There is more to this story, but this is enough for today. 

Next week (or day or something) on Rachael’s blog: Sister Surrogates…Say What?!

That One Time...With The Things

There have been things happening.  All sorts of things.

Exciting Things!

Sad Things

Disgusting Things

Painful Things

Funny Things

My blog updating has become rare.  I assume by now most of my “followers” have stopped really paying attention.  And that is ok (makes me a little sad, but I’ll get over it).

In the last few months there have been holidays and birthdays.  There have been vacations and work.

So so so much work.

There have been illnesses.

So so much illness…seriously: Lice (x2), Pin Worm, Pink Eye, Ear Infections, some random illness that has caused fevers in my kids for several days at a time, colds, head to toe hives, and something else I am likely missing.  I have somehow managed to avoid most of it (minus the constant nausea from a new medication).

But as some new exiting things are new and fresh I have felt the need to express it.  And in looking at my poor neglected blog realizing SO MANY THINGS I’VE MISSED?!

·         HoliDavis (How did not post?!)

·         Taylor’s 8^th Birthday (and party)

·         A Promotion at work

·         Signing with new iP (intended parents) for another surrogacy

I’m not even going to try and catch up.  And that is hard.  But at this point the fun details have probably buried themselves deep in my aging/exhausted/mother brain and nobody wants to dig around in there.  You never know what you’ll get.  So that list is all you’ll get and a “yeah, I forgot to blog about it”.

Hopefully Taylor will forgive me someday when’s she 70 and realizes her mother had a blog (by then I assume a blog will be the current generations version of a note written with a quill, sealed with wax, and sent via horseback a town over).  And then she realized her mother forgot and then her mother decided to just not blog about her celebrations of being alive for 8 years.  Maybe.

What I will tell you is that in the very near future I will update you on Surrogacy Round 2 (also known as SR2…not really, but it makes it sound more like a movie and I was born to be star).

So Sayith Tay, Jay, and Eli #7

Who has a birthday coming up?

Taylor: Me

Jordan: Taylor

Elijah: Mine

Who would you want for your birthday?

Taylor: Elsa dress

Jordan: I want a hello kitty robot

Elijah: A train that flies.  A remote control train.

What do you want to get Taylor for her birthday?

Taylor: (N/A)

Jordan: Elsa doll

Elijah: A barbie doll that has music.

Who do you think Taylor wants for her birthday?

Taylor: (N/A)

Jordan: A Elsa doll

Elijah: A choo train that flies with a tramote (remote).

What kind of birthday party should Taylor have?

Taylor: Elsa and Ana

Jordan: A princess party

Elijah: With a cupcake and candy.  And me candy too.

What kind of birthday cake should Taylor have?

Taylor: Elsa cake - ice and blueberry flavor

Jordan: Elsa cake - rainbow one

Elijah: A singing barbie doll cake - vanilla.