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A boy & a girl w/ broken plumbing and a blog. Sprinkling a little encouragement through the quagmire of Adoption, Surrogacy, & Parenting after Infertility
Our Misconception- A blog on Infertility, Surrogacy and beyondMisadventures through marriage surrogacy and parenting after infertility *Informal disclosure- IF you are not in a good place or maybe you are just coming to our blog for the first time, know that there is a loooooooong sordid history of how we got to the distant land of parenthood. Either way, this post is a peek into the now of our lives
Our Misconception- A blog on Infertility, Surrogacy and beyondMisadventures through marriage surrogacy and parenting after infertility Letting go of the plan I think the moment we cross that threshold of the fertility clinic, we begin to let go of “the plan. ” The plan that made us think it would be easy, fun- spontaneous even
After years of failed medical procedures, and an internal civil war in Candace’s lady bits, our Jellybean came into our lives thanks to the amazing, selfless act of being a gestational carrier undertaken by our Wonder Surro! We were making hard decisions like- save for retirement or try to build our family, put aside money for Grayson’s college or undergo a stimulation and retrieval. The covert nature of what we were trying to do meant that we couldn’t let any of this spill into our family life. Of course, since Candace and I were adept at being family building double agents, Jellybean was aloof to any goings on as it related to this mission.
It’s kind of what I kept telling myself (and hopefully don’t wake Candace up either) when we were on our way to The Jones Institute for our blastocyst transfer to our Wondrous Wombmate. Battle-scarred, financially hemorrhaging, and indirectly buying very nice vehicles for an array of mental health providers, Candace and I (along with our surrogate and her family) crossed the threshold into the inner sanctum of our fertility clinic’s OR. Our embryologist (that we think the world of) checked that all parties were ready, our RE did a mock transfer/saline flush and told the embryologist to bring in the real deal. After the non-existent transfer dust settled, we were again just four people that, through the amazing and selfless act by our surrogate and her family, walked into another chapter in our lives.