....but I feel the need to detour for just 1 post from our regularly posted updates. I feel the need to state the obvious, vent just a little bit, and then I will return you to our regularly scheduled program :)
I have been seriously bothered by a recent blog post I read. Its really been bugging me. And while this is my "diary" and I have spent countless minutes posting complaints and sob stories, I have always done my very best to keep this blog focused where it should be....on all of the positive experiences that surrogacy has brought to my life, of the blessings I have felt, of the miracles I have witnessed time & time again. I don't claim to be perfect, but I do hope that my attitude has always been one of humble thanks.
Anyway, back to the blog post....when I read it, I was left sickened. The particular post was one from a fellow surrogate, not anyone I know or am familiar with, but one that my current IM Carrie led me to. Its a blog she has been following, and she simply inquired as to whether or not I happened to know this particular woman. Her name didn't ring a bell, but I glanced at some of her recent posts, then decided to close my browser. You see, one of her posts struck a terrible nerve with me, filled with lots of profanity (masked in symbols and letters). Profanity is what it is, lots of 4 letter words that I choose not to use in my daily life. My mother always told me that profanity was a sign of ignorance; that it was someone's lack of ability to express themselves with anything other than a simple 4-letter word. I'm not judging someone by their vocabulary, but to me, posting something of that nature on the internet, where it will be forever read and seen (even if deleted later), isn't a very good idea, and is a poor reflection of someone's character. And further, the idea that my IM has been following her blog, and read her tirade, has just upset me all the more.
You see, I am a surrogate mother. I have carried 3 precious miracles of my own and have experienced everything that motherhood entails. I have been blessed beyond measure to carry 1 little miracle for Allison, sweet little Emma, 1 beautiful little miracle for M&A, Alexandra, and now another little miracle baby for my current IP's Carrie & Marc. My road hasn't always been easy, my last pregnancy landed me on the OR table having a c-section, and my path has been filled with allot of ups & downs. But, through every little valley, I have always given thanks for the road I have walked. I have always attempted to redirect my complaining to the gratitude of being able to do what I have done for the families God has placed in my life. The little inconveniences I experience to get to where I am, they are just little inconveniences, blips of time that pass, ending in such an amazing joyful moment, no words can describe it.
Sometimes things just stink - reactions to shots, nausea, vomiting, aches & pains - in my book, all worth every single second. Its not fun and definitely not all daisies & roses when I'm in the big middle of it, but it is something I chose to deal with. I knew full-well what I was in for for the most part! I didn't blindly sign a consent form and then say "Wait a minute! You didn't tell me A, B & C!!! This sucks, and I'm done!!!!" There have been allot of things I was clueless about, but when I reached those moments, I had to stop & think....what would my IM give to be in my shoes at this very moment? Likely just about anything!!! Its not about me, it's about my IP's and their undeniable desire to become parents. Its about me, giving of myself for a short span of time, to bless someone else with a gift no words can explain. To get to the end game of giving back what they have asked me to care for for a brief 9 months. Its also not about me being anyones hero or tooting my own horn, but about my desire to simply bless someone.
To know that my beautiful, kind-hearted, sweet IM had to read the tirade of a hormonal woman upset about the discomfort she's experiencing at this time upset me. I can completely relate to the frustration and discomfort, 150%, but I just feel sorry for her. For the fact that she took the time to post such an ungrateful post, and for my IM to have read it, just makes me wonder what her IP's must be feeling? I, for one, know many MANY ladies that would give their right & left arms to experience every single ache & pain & discomfort to carry their own child, and yet this GS went off saying she couldn't do it for 5 or 6 more weeks.
Um, excuse me, have you lost sight so easily of the end-game?
Ok, I'm done....
Carrie & Marc, M&A, and Allison, you guys will never know how very grateful I am to you. Your ability to trust me, a total stranger for the most part, to care for your precious off-spring, brings me to my knees time & again. I am and will forever be blessed by the friendships we have formed, and for the life-long relationships we will have. I wanted you to know that I truly appreciate each of you. You are loved!!!