Friday, March 25, 2011
I was approved by my wonderful RE to carry again. How this amazing feat took place I could not tell you. I am a year over his age limit. I have had 3 c-sections and he does not accept you if you have had more than two. It must be my "charming" personality? The fact that I can totally rock this whole surrogacy thing? I don't know. Now that I'm approved, I have to be declared sane by my agency again (because people sometimes go from being sane to insane overnight apparently). Now realize that I have been declared sane by said agency in 2005, 2007, 2009, and hopefully now again in 2011. Pretty sure I'm sane. How many MMPI tests have you taken in your life? I'm feeling pretty flipping sane myself, if the MMPI doesn't drive me insane. After that maybe I will finally get to talk to the somewhat local IFs whose ad started this whole misadventure. Because yes, here we are a month later and I have still not been allowed to speak with these men. Maybe they are phantom men? Who knows. My guess is that they are taken already and the agency wants to match me with someone else. I'm not even sure I am ready for this whole rollercoaster again....I just wanted the opportunity to talk to some local IFs. WAHHHHHH. If I'm declared sane and I find some IFs who will accept my many times sliced uterus, we will move on to them finding an egg donor, me getting poked and prodded by the RE, contracts, drugs, transfer, pregnancy and then happily ever after with a baby (or two) for them and retirement for me. Oh and my husband quit his job yesterday and then recanted his quitting today. The man truly drives me batty sometimes (but not really...see previous note on my amazing ability to convince others of my sanity).