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...

May 2, 2012

24-25 week fetus

Though I've gained around 15lbs now, the fetus composes only about 1.5 of those at this point, according to (the rest is fluid... the rest is fluid...). At about 13 inches, this brings it up, apparently, to the size of a rutabaga. Growing up, rutabagas were a thanksgiving tradition in my family, though for years my mother was the only one who ate them. Though I swore it would never happen, I've grown very fond of them, too -- but let me tell you: the secret to good rutabagas is buying the SMALLEST ones possible, often no more than 3 inches in diameter. So once again, screw babycenter!! The fetus is about the size and weight of a loaf of banana bread (how is that fitting inside me????)


  1. Oh honey... it only gets bigger. And then, it has to come out!

    I think you should post a bump picture.

    1. haha, I should post a pic -- I'm not that big yet, so when I imagine a loaf of bread in my gut there isn't any room for my organs!