Introductions please....

Welcome all! I'm Mama T, wife to Mama A, mom to B-rex, surrogate to my Intended Fathers (IF's).



Mama A and I recently celebrated our one year anniversary. We have reverted to calling ourselves Team T&A, this all because we can't decided who is going to take who's last name, should we hyphenate it, should we settle on one and what about B-rex he's got his father's last name would he feel left out? This thought process could go on for years, and it has so I'll drop it for now. We've started trying to conceive (TTC). It's super fun! There are some things in life I could die happily if I never came in contact with it again, but we have to work with it on a monthly basis. The worst part is waiting to see if anything takes. I believe we are on our eighth try this week. I'll give an update at the end of the two week wait (TTWW).



B-rex, if you haven't guessed already, loves dinosaurs. Not just love but LOVES them. I can't even remember how it started, some time around the age of 2 when his father and I separated. He found something and CLUNG to it. This year was the first Christmas we were able to get something other than dinosaurs for him. I'll tell you it's really out of the box thinking; alligators and dragons. "No not dinosaurs, Mama I want something brand new - reptiles." He's wise at the ripe old age of 5, and insists that he could teach me a few things. I always thought my mother was the champion of I-told-you-so's, but he's giving her a run for her money nowadays. It was always important for me to instill logic and reasoning into my child(ren) but now this reasoning has lead to many instances of me saying "because I'm your mother and I said so". The road to nervous breakdowns is paved with good intentions.



I'm a surrogate as well, well not a pregnant one. I mean I was last year and I should be this year but I'm stuck in limbo right now. The decision to be a surrogate was to help the LGBT community. I had donated eggs before mainly anonymously and mainly for straight couples with heart wrenching stories of infertility. I wanted to do something big though. Something I could be really proud of, something my family and community could be proud of. Mama A and I have strong family values and with my connection with infertility we talked about having a baby for a gay couple. It was a great plan we were so excited, I called up the agency I had done my egg donation through and said give me some gays! I'm gonna carry their baby. The response (I believe this is a direct quote) Sorry, we're fresh out of gays. It was funny, I still went ahead with it we found a lovely local couple who had been through a lot and blessed them with a 9lb baby boy last January. After I went back and the gays were finally in stock. We matched up (Mama A and I, I mean it is a family affair after all) with a great set of guys that we just as young and excited and in love as we are.