Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
I would like to introduce you to Thomas Edward or just Tom as we will call him. He was born at 11:45 PST 8 pounds 8 oz and 20 inches long!!! We are just completely and madly in love! Still at the hospital waiting for someone to pee. I promise a picture just as soon as I get to a real computer.
Posted by Jaymee at 10:33 PM
Friday, October 8, 2010
Sometimes F.acebook is the best therapy ever. A friend of mine just posted the following.
"Make peace with the here and now. Let go and stop resisting. It doesn’t have to mean you’ve given up on the possibility of something better. It just means you’ve decided to pursue it from a place of freedom and peace."
That was exactly what I needed to hear at this moment.
I have been in Oregon for almost a week now and am finally settled enough that I can post. Settling has been a bit overwhelming, I had to get everything at home ready to bring the baby home and then had to do a lot of it all over again here. Now I am just trying to enjoy these last few days before the real adventure begins.
Just being here has really made me feel so much better. I no longer have to worry about missing the birth and just being near Sabrina and Cletus really takes away so much stress. The thing that I am dealing with now is letting down these walls so that I can feel like this is really happening. I am so excited that Sabrina is having a baby in just a little bit, but I am still having a hard time letting myself feel that I am about to become a mother. The title that had eluded me is so close and yet I am unable to let myself really believe.
Unlike the other times that I have felt disconnected I am not afraid. I know that this will all go away the second I hear my son scream. For right now I am just going to go floating along because I have the ability to float! For years I was drowning in the longing and fear of never being a mother. Now I just have to convince my psyche that this is real and that it is okay for me to let those defenses down, but I am also sure that this will work itself loose.
I had a very interesting experience the other night. Sabrina and I went to her last birthing class, which was a small class taught by Sabrina's doula. The setting was comfortable and I was not nervous because at least there was a big belly sitting next to me. Trying to do "mommy" things in a surrogacy situation is not always easy. People often have a hard time disguising their feelings when you bring up the topic of surrogacy. The majority of them try to be supportive, but there is often an underlying judgement that comes out in some way.
At the birthing class I was the one feeling a little weird. It is not always easy to know that your role is as an intended mother. Yes, I am the one who will raise my son and I am the one that will have the honor of being his mother, but I am not the one that has to bring him into the world. My job only begins when he gets here and until then I am really nothing. I know that sounds bad, but it really is not I am just still having a very hard time explaining what this feels like. Of course, I will do whatever I can to make this easier for Sabrina, but she already has a HUGE support system that is much more capable of supporting her.
For right now I am just going to float and hope that the path is clear of power lines! We have a midwife appointment tomorrow and I will update then.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I need to blow off the cob webs around here. I cannot believe I have taken so long to post. So sorry to all of you who are still reading here, I have a million reasons but I think I will just start writing again. Some of the reason that I have not been here for a while, other than just being plain busy, was that a few weeks ago I had a very emotional day that has taken me a while to process enough to be able to write about. Infertility quickly teaches you the lesson of longing and feelings so intense you feel physical pain. Once I finally got to the point that Cletus was really coming and that I was really going to be a mother I forgot about those feelings. Years of my life have been wasted on living in the emotional sludge that infertility brought into my life and all I wanted to do was but that all behind me. Then the bomb dropped and I found myself slammed with this feeling of longing like I had never felt before. This being that has ruled my life for all these years is finally an almost reality. My comfort for those many years was the belief that once I became a mother that somehow I would no longer be the infertile woman who could slip into an emotional state at the drop of a hat. Not that I thought I would escape these feelings in motherhood, just that those sharp pains of longing would leave. Yet, there I was ramped up so much that I was crying uncontrollably and having some thoughts that really scared me. From the moment that I got to know some really fantastic surrogates, I never once understood how someone could just take their child and never see the person who helped give that child life was infuriating to me. There I was sitting in the middle of my son's room and the only thing in the world that would make me feel whole at that moment was to have him. I wanted him all to myself, I was just done sharing anything anymore, or what the husband calls hitting the "Kindergarten Wall." My soul and body were hurting like they never had before, I just felt so empty and defeated. A couple of days later the reality of what had really happened terrified me. What I believed I would never feel, what I had not felt at all until that moment, had slapped me straight in the face. I just wanted to have this all be over and I wanted to finally hold my child I have fought so hard to make a reality. My child that has no connection to me other than the fact that I have willed him into being, and for the first time I felt that my intention to be his mother was no longer enough. I was just this thing floating out in space and feeling so disconnected from everything that was causing me so much pain. It is not something that I can easily describe, but I can say that it was possibly one of the worst experiences of my life. Like all of these intense bouts of longing and feeling of defeat these went away. As horrible as all that was, what has happened since had been fantastic. Difficult to work through yes, but here on the other end I am really much better for having been there. On this side of those horrible feelings is this place of just knowing that it is all going to be just fine. I should have known this, because it always has been, every horrible moment over all these years of me being so close to becoming a mother. Infertility has stolen many chances from me, but I will not let it steal one moment of joy and happiness out of these next few weeks. Surrogacy is the closest thing to true altruism that I will ever know. A woman who was a perfect stranger volunteered to put not only her life but her family's life on hold so that our family can grow. All the nasty pain and heartache are just being cleaned away by our own BumpFairy, and there is nothing in this world that can ever express the love I feel!
Posted by Jaymee at 11:49 PM
Friday, July 30, 2010
|My sister and mom playing Mad Hatter Croquet! My sister is also wearing one of the aprons I made for my guests.|
|Just pure joy! The night before the shower a bunch of my friends came to my house to get the final touches done. Nothing like making centerpieces with 2 pairs of scissors and 1 wire cutter!|
|My sister, my Nana, Sabrina, my mom and me!|
I have so much more to talk to you all about and I promise I am going to get better at coming by here.