How is that for a sensationalist title?
Anyone who has been around here knows that title is kind of a load of crap, but true at the same time. I freaked the fuck out when I faced donor eggs, but once I committed, I was in and rarely looked back.
Did I always know I would choose this option to continue my family? Maybe. DE were raised at my first WTF appointment after our 1st IVF cycle was a bust. Was I always a little terrified of my own body? Absolutely. Losing my first pregnancy to severe genetic anomalies wrecked me.
This shirt was given to Toddlerina by well meaning family members (might I clarify his family, ahem).
I hated it the moment I saw it.
I found it again as I pull out Toddlerina's infant wear to use as hand me downs for this DE baby. I only put it on Toddlerina one time. It put me in a foul mood all day long. You know that feeling where you just cannot settle - the feeling usually reserved when you are personally wearing something crappy - too tight, too sheer or way too last year.
I hated that damn shirt.
I don't think hate is too strong a word. It got me all riled up. No, it is not hard to get me going, but this shirt was so damn presumptuous.
Why the fits, Roccie? Is Toddlerina not created by that very fraction - one half you and one half Rocco?
Maybe I always knew I was coming this way, the way of family by donor egg.
I see a lot of folks out there in the middle of or considering their own DE dance and man, oh man, do I wish I could help you digest it all. I try my best to support you by telling you how much I love my DE decision, but I felt I owed you this little bit of truth. Maybe it was easier for me. If your decision isn't as clear cut as mine felt, give it time.
I sit here at term today, 37 weeks. I have one baby by me and one baby via gift egg. I hope it gives me a unique perspective to share with you. I am just so overcome with joy that my family will grow. I hope you can find your path to your family no matter what it takes.