Have two years already passed since a very special little boy was born? Wow! What joy he’s brought to so many people already, including, I was told, some old French ladies on recent family vacation, who thought he was the most charming little man.
Little guy, if you’ve already impressed Parisian Grandmothers with your cleverness and gusto as a toddler, the rest of this life is cake. Which I hope you got to enjoy this weekend! Thinking of you and your parents and sending very happy birthday wishes. It was an honor to be a part of your day two years ago!
Surrogacy certainly changes your perspective on birthdays. You have a birthday uniquely your own, yet everyone ever born has had one as well. So are they really as special as we make them out to be? There is another constant. At minimum, one other person is always there to witness it – the woman giving birth. On one day in 2009 and another in 2011, I watched as my daughters each took their first gasps of air. Their Dad was by my side, along with some other knowledgeable, helpful professionals. Once they were carefully handled, they were warmed up and placed in my welcoming arms.
Birth as a surrogate was the closest I think I’ll ever come to an out of body experience. While present in the hospital bed, letting my body do the work it needed, I simultaneously was witnessing two people become parents. I wondered if this is what birth professionals – doctors, nurses, midwives, doulas, etc – feel when they get to see this occur regulary – but I realized it has to be a completely different feeling because they’re not the ones laboring! Anyway, these are the kinds of feelings I want to explore more through this blog when talking about surrogacy, instead of my cooking project! My main wish is that this boy enjoyed his day and has many, many wonderful birthdays to enjoy in the years to come.