Tomorrow our twins will be born. I'm not sure if this is a good time to post a diary, as I have to go to bed in a few hours, so I can wake up early. My husband and I will meet our surrogate mom at the hospital for her induction. She has made it to 38 weeks, which is quite a feat for a twin pregnancy.
As the day of their birth has approached, I have begun to naively hope that they could be born on day where there were no casualties in Iraq, no further impingements on our civil liberties, no hollow grandstanding by Republican congresspeople. I guess I shouldn't call it naive, exactly, since I know it will not come to pass.
Sometimes it gets so crazy in this world -- people express their outrage comment by comment here and elsewhere -- that a rational question becomes why have kids? I guess I found a lot of answers to that question, or we wouldn't have tried adoption and surrogacy for so long. In the end, I want to help my children become caring, thoughtful, and empathetic. Being progressive would be a bonus. So I am soliciting advice... (more on the flip)
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