Our friend offered to be our surrogate. (actually two friends did). One was left at, we will see what happens in a couple of years. But another friend out of the blue said she would do it. These offers mean the world to me. I know what a difficult thing that must be, to loan out your uterus. I know that if I had a friend in my spot I would without hesitation offer to do it. I mean, I have offered my eggs to numerous people, everyone declined, but still I would do that. I know how hard it is to have difficulty procreating. For me, it's not about sharing my DNA. It's about not having to worry how or when we will have another child. I don't think most people understand the stress I live every day of not knowing if or when or how we will have another child. I am fortunate enough to have a husband that doesn't put me down for this. I know a lot of men would have an issue with me being infertile. I don't give enough credit to him. But he truly is the most amazing man I could have ever asked for. Completely loyal and loving to our family. For normal people. they want another kid, 10 months later out pops a kid. For me, it's a roller coaster we will have another kid, oh no we won't. Oh we were referred another kid, oh no, that didn't work out. It's really frustrating. Who knows where this will lead, but I am so appreciative of the offers and the glimmer of hope it provides us.
I am so blessed to be surrounded by people who love me and are willing to help. Thank you Lord!
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