Sharing
SharingI've always felt that everybody should be given the opportunity to raise a family. My belief has grown even more since my first child, Trey, was born. He is such a beautiful and magical creature. I wouldn't give him up for the world, but I want to do even more. I want to share my fertility with others who aren't able to bear children. For that reason, I have decided to become a surrogate mother.
My husband, Dan, was against the idea at first, but I was able to talk him into it. I told him about the way he felt when Trey was born, and he eventually realized that it wasn't fair for us not to share with those less fortunate than we were.
I went to an agency to talk about the process of becoming a surrogate mother. The people at the agency were more than happy to answer all of my questions. I was immediately matched up with a couple where the wife was infertile, Eric and Rebecca Quincy. I was surprised by how fast everything happened after I met them. We decided to meet a few days later to discuss the terms. During the meeting, we discussed the amount of monetary compensation I would receive, and the fact that I would be unable to have sex with my husband during this time to ensure knowledge of who the father was. Once we decided on the terms, it was time to begin the process.
A few days later, I went down to the agency to begin the process of artificial insemination. I knew that I would probably be returning several times before I actually became pregnant. I was a little nervous the first time, because I had never done anything like artificial insemination before. I was getting a little impatient since the only clothing I had on was a paper gown, and it was cold in the little room I was in.
"Hi Julie, I'm Dr. Ramblin, and I'll be performing this little procedure for you today," the doctor greeted as he came into the room.
"Hi," I replied. I couldn't think of anything else interesting to say.
"Have you been told about everything that's going to happen to you during this process?"
"Yes, I'm just a little nervous, but I'm ready."
"Good, then if you'll just lie down, this will only take a moment."
The doctor didn't exaggerate. Everything was over in a few moments. The doctor and I set up another appointment to see if the eggs had been fertilized. We decided that an appointment three days later would be appropriate. I left the building wondering if I had someone's child growing inside me. I felt like I was really doing a great service for the world.
When I returned home, Dan...
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