IVF Land on Surrogacy World

There is a famous buddhist proverb that goes - "When the student is ready - the teacher will appear." This leads to questions: What does this mean? Who is the teacher? How does she know to appear? If you change Student to Parent and Teacher to Surrogate will it make more sense on Surrogacy World? I think that the teacher is not just a person; it's a reaction, a resource, a combination of opportunities that allow growth to become fertile. The simple truth is it means when your ready for something you will be presented with "teachers" or resources to show you the path. The path was always there, but now you awareness is fertile and ready to absorb the information to make it real for you. These "teachers" are like breadcrumbs to your destiny, or whatever goal your chasing.

As I am struggling with my own transition from Surrogacy World to Parenthood, I have finally had the time to check up on other people's progress and blog's. A post I saw today hits home. A surrogate wrote her opinion on a comment she read on another blog. The surrogates post can be read at: http://bumpfairy.wordpress.com/ . On the first blog an IP more or less wrote "it was a business deal for me and now I am moving on with my life." That is my short summary of 4 paragraphs. These points have lead my to some questions. They are: After the birth of the baby what is the role of the Surrogacy? When does a surrogacy end? What is the proper way to end a Surrogacy? How do you successfully transition into the next phase of life for everyone once the surrogacy is over? I don't know the answer on "when does a surrogacy end" and it's seems to be a major problem time and time again. In the simplest way, I saw the experience as - we needed a team to accomplish

One of the few blogs that I read that is written by a father is ending. The blog  xbox4nappyrash  was about a couple trying to get pregnant and have a baby. Over 400 posts later they have a child and the blog has outlived it's topic - so it is ending a natural death and there will be no more posts. With that thought in my head - I have to ask - what do I do with my blog? I am not currently in IVF land on Surrogacy World trying to have a baby. That experience is over. We were successful. We have a baby. We climbed the mountain and won. What do you do after you have it all? Fade to Black? So many times in the movies the original is great and then the sequel stinks. It is still to early to tell where life takes us next, but I know where I am today, and the first step I need to take. Today, I am dropping the "I" from my name. I know what your thinking "there's no I in your name." "This dude sure is dense." For many years, we h

We had our first doctor's appointment the other day and everything was great with the baby. The only negative was the nurse that couldn't measure very well and told us we are the same length that we were at birth. I should have asked her to explain how we are already out growing our newborn clothes. Our legs are very long. We also have a little dare devil already. She loves monkey rolls were she lays on her back and rolls over to be face down and then rolls quickly to be on her back again. The faster the better. Of course, this is in brief segments between her normal schedule of eating, peeing, pooping, sleeping, and crying. Add a long walk around downtown for the parents as she lays in her picnic basket of a stroller and that is a full day.

Being an infertile changes how you view the world. And Changes the world itself in very direct and long lasting ways. My current example is from the Showtime Series called the Tudors. Now I know that I am watching a dramatization and adaption of history and not a straight and historically accurate telling of history. And I have only watched Season 1. So I am limited to my knowledge of the show. But, in a lot of ways, the person that tells the best story is the one that writes history. And accuracy is seldom obtained. So, in all fairness, I will twist a tale that has already been twisted, so that I can tell a good tale. Bare with me. As we all know, or have been told, Henry the 8th was famous for beheading his wife's. In truth, he only beheaded two of his six wives. Primarily because they failed to produce a son. (Christy is lucky to be born after the invention of IVF) The most famous, Anne Boleyn (his second wife) was accused of whitchcraft, adultery, ince

On day 12 we need to go shopping and Christy and I take our 12 day old baby with us. Christy has a disability and can't see over or around the cart when we place the car seat in the front section of the cart so I end up doing most of the pushing. Christy has left me to search for an item and I am left alone with the baby and the cart. I see a lady pushing her cart and child and she is looking past me. I am clearly in the way so I move to get out of her way when she asks me "how old is your baby?" I tell her 12 days. And she responds with "brave man." Then "Is she yours?" And "Is her mother here?" Clearly concerned. This is when I notice that her child that is riding in her cart appears to be around 9 years old. Christy was nearby and overheard the conversation. As she came over the women left. Christy found it odd that the women would ask "is it yours." She wanted to know who kidnaps 12 day old babies a

The constant stream of visitors ended (briefly) for the day and I was left home alone with a new born baby. This is the first time we have every been left alone. We both lived. She cried. And cried. And I was left with baby stress syndrome. But, by the time mom arrived, she was back to her normal happy self. Just smiles and giggles for mom. Now, I am pointing a finger at everyone else. It's their fault - not mine. I have a baby that has been held almost every moment since birth. And expects nothing else. This is fine and dandy when we have a room full of visitor's - all waiting for their turn to hold the queen. But, when you are home alone with her - she is very demanding. I could put her down for a minute or two - with a max. of five. After that, the alarm would sound. PICK ME UP! HOLD ME! PLAY WITH ME! FEED ME! CHANGE MY DIAPER! And Then - - - - REPEAT! All Day long. All Bow to the new queen.