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Almost Half Way

Just wanted to first give a big shout to anyone joining from my BabyCenter post! I am still picking myself up off the floor that they asked me to write a guest blog post for them about surrogacy.

Again I've gotten 99% love and 1% weird advice/backlash. Apparently there's a lovely woman who goes around Baby Center blogs sharing her "wisdom." She's 100% certain she'd never turn to surrogacy or any other means of "artificial reproduction" to have children. I'm just sad she won't ever have to make that choice. I know that decision is a super fun and easy road for everyone who travels it.

One of my favorite bits of advice she had was making sure I keep in touch with the baby because it will want to know who its "birth mother" is.  Well the baby's one and only mother will be the one taking her home with her father. She'll be up all night snuggling and feeding and changing her. She'll be the one to kiss boo boos and hold her clammy hand as they walk into school on the first day of kindergarten. She'll be elbow deep in poop. That pretty much defines motherhood.

I could be wrong. Maybe I should ask my premie brother if he's constantly in search of the incubator that kept him alive for three months after his birth? I bet he totally is. I know I'm constantly in search of every babysitter I've ever had. Especially the ones I have no memory of because they took care of me as an infant. Psh...riiiigghhhhttt

Anyway enough about trolls! I'm 19 weeks! Almost halfway done, and it's hard to believe. Baby is the size of a mango and thumping around like a little grasshopper. Apparently it can also hear now, which is so lucky for this child because I'm really into 90s rap songs right now, and I'm a really good singer. I'm also starting to get some Braxton Hicks already, which is totally fine and normal. It happened with Sweet Pea around this time as well, so I'm just guessing my uterus is working out and getting swole for delivery day.

Other than that things are thankfully quiet around here. I'm prepping to host my baby brother's engagement party, which is just crazy weird but totally awesome at the same time. I could not have picked a better chick for him to marry. She's seriously textbook awesome, and I can't wait to have a new sister! Plus she looks EXACTLY like Elsa, so my kids automatically think she's magic.

Next week is officially the halfway mark, so if everything could just continue with the smooth sailing that'd be greeeaaaaaatttttttttt.....

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