In 2009, I learned that there was no realistic way my best friend would ever be able to become a father -- his greatest desire in life. I decided then that I would offer to be a surrogate for him (which didn’t sound realistic at the time). A year later, I made that offer. He accepted, and in Nov. 2011 I got pregnant.
I’m writing this blog because I’m not the typical surrogate. For one, in the terms of the trade, I’m an altruistic traditional surrogate (I’m unpaid and the egg is mine) with a totally open arrangement with the dads. Most importantly, though, this is my first pregnancy (NO ONE thinks this is a good idea; most surrogates already have their own kids).
Also, we’re all gay, so this is going to be the gayest baby ever.*
- The Deputy
*Except for the children of those many, many other sets of three or more gays who decided to combine their powers to procreate...
April 17, 2012
22-23 week fetus
But any time you tell me 11 inches, all I can think of is what surrounds me in all of my student life. 8 1/2 x 11 paper. 100 sheets is a pound!
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