Sunday, 17 November 2013

Time for a Belly Pic?

I have been writing about the losses of my sons and challenges of having some 'take home' babies for approaching three years now and this weekend visits to my blog hit 100,000 from all over the world.


T at 30 weeks - looking bumpy!



I think that deserves a belly pic of T who at 30+4 days gets very little sleep due to my two very active and happy boys kicking and tickling her from the inside, she tried getting on all fours to make more space but this just got them more excited.  She tells me it saddens her that I cannot lie awake at night and experience how wonderful it is to feel them but for me the wonder is knowing that she can, that they are well and safe.  During today they discovered her kidneys and lungs!


That is the wonder of surrogacy.  Finding someone who you literally trust your entire future with and don't even mind when you miss out on the pregnancy stuff!

On the other hand I have my own challenges.  The induction of the milk is coming on marvellously well and despite not having officially 'let the milk come in' with little stimulation I now get beads of milk forming quickly so I am confident that when I drop the oestrogen (pill) in two weeks' time I will get  the milk hope for coming through.  Fingers crossed though - this is so important to me.

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Tales through Surrogacy

So we are 29 weeks and with only 8 weeks to go I wanted to share a few strange things have been happening since we started this journey and I wanted to share them "More strange?" I hear you say! - well yes.....read on and chuckle as we do.

Back at 12 weeks
So sitting in the little room at the hospital waiting for the lady to take T's bloods and in comes a spritely young nurse.  Controls T's name, DOB, confirms her address "So we are going to have to do a nuchal test, we will be using maternal age".  "In that case" says Tara "you will need to take hers, she is the maternal mother."

 I say my date of birth and she turns to me and smiles pleasantly "You two have the same date of birth, what a lovely couple you make, how lovely that you are carrying each other's children. How did you meet?"

Well, there was that awkward moment where Tara and I looked at each other, then back to the Nurse, then at each other.  "We aren't aren't a couple, as in gay lover so of couple" I say.  "This is my surrogate".  "Oh, SO Sorry!" Says the Nurse....

......note to self buy a T-shirt that clearly indicates 'surrogacy'.

Then at 18 weeks
T is in a supermarket.  She has identical twin boys who are at the age where they race around creating havoc wherever they go.  Random lady pulls in next to her trolley and flings the comment "well you're brave doing it again" T replies with confidence "yes they are twins again too."

The horror on the woman's face was priceless!

....note to T 'always wear surrogacy T-shirt when out in public'

Last Week
T is waiting to pick up her kids from school.  Parent turns to her and asks how the twins are doing, she replies that all is going well.  Parent (Mum) then says "Won't it be strange when they come out to look at them and see that they won't look like you?" T replies "Err, no, what would be weird is if they came out and DID look like me, that would really confuse me".

......not to T 'correctly align expectations of general public'.


Every week
Me "Yes I am expecting twins at the beginning of January." Eyes of whoever I may be speaking to instinctively move to stomach, to my face, back to my stomach.  Expression changes to disbelief and then pity........after all I am so disillusional aren't I?