Because surrogacy is illegal in France, the Intended Parents are unable to freely share this experience via social media. I've created this surrogacy journal for them to be able to share with friends and family. {{only love today}}
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Week 24
SIX months down, less than four to go! This week I was able to capture a small video of baby A kicking and send it to Sam and Ben :) It was super exciting! This upcoming month I will be entering my third trimester (I know, already?!) and finally starting my prenatal appointments with my doula! Our monthly Dr appointments will soon be every other week, and then before we know it, every week.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Week 23
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I'm excited for this week's post. After S read my blog last week, she sent me an email giving me permission to start using their REAL names in my blog! I didn't even ask her, I think just like me, she wants to read her name in this blog too. I'm excited because now I won't have a slight heart attack worrying about slipping their names in a post. This little bean's parents names are -- Sam and Ben <3 Those are actually their nicknames, but it's what I call them, so it will do. She also said she cannot wait to take pictures together for us to post. At the beginning of the journey, we have all been careful to keep their identities private and keep their faces off this blog, and now we may have a family picture to post at the end :) Truly inspirational. Sam and I (hehe, love it!) are counting down the weeks for her to come stay with us. I'm very excited for her to spend time with us at the end of the pregnancy, but I'm also nervous for her to see me at the end of a pregnancy. If you've ever experienced the end of a pregnancy, you know what I'm talking about. You're miserable, you feel like a whale, you're swollen... it's just not cute at times. It will be fun. I'm ready for this little girl to be reunited with her parents.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Week 22
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Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Week 21

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I also want to take this time to thank all of my readers for following my journey :) Your messages and words of encouragement have been so sweet. Today we celebrate 10,000 views to my blog! So amazing! Thanks again!
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Week 20 - Halfway Point!!
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I've been doing a lot of reflection this week. Although I have only been pregnant with this sweet little doll for only 5 months now, mine and my family's life has revolved around this process since January. Like I said last week, I thought I would start feeling her externally soon. Sure enough, just a few days after, I felt her kick from the outside. Like all of my pregnancies, as soon as you feel the first flutters, things start to feel real. Not with this pregnancy. It's been absolutely surreal and please bear with me if I get all over the place.
Taking my injections never made this feel real.
Going to my transfer never made this feel real.
Getting a positive pregnancy tsest never made this feel real.
Ultrasounds never made it feel real.
Hearing the heartbeat never made it feel real.
Feeling flutters never made it feel real.
Feeling her kick my hand on my belly - she is real, and she is coming soon!
I keep staring at this keyboard trying to think of the words that I'm feeling, but it's unlike anything I've felt before. They're not bad feelings, and they're not feelings of sadness... but they're different. As a family, we are not celebrating the upcoming arrival of "our" baby like we normally would. We are excited she's coming, and everyone acknowledges her, but it's different. I'm not preparing our home for a new baby. I'm not shopping for a new baby. I'm not diving into my books or browsing names for a new baby. I am keeping my distance, emotionally, from this one. Not that I would EVER want to keep her, I just don't want to be emotionally crushed when she goes home with her mom and dad. That's as easy as I can put it.
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