My slightly more private and paranoid wife has requested that I password protect all posts having to do w/ baby makin and anything else that we might not be sharing widely with folks in our every day lives (coworkers, family, friends, you get the idea). So, from now until we can announce a pregnancy to all those we love, I will be utilizing the password protected posts.
But lets get on with it, shall we?
1) How the heck is it already May?!? I’ve been dreaming of this month to come for so very long. But now that its here? omg. We’re both freaking out a bit. How can we not be? In a little over a week, we’re going to be trying to make a baby. Holy crap. For the record, today is CD3!
2) We’re ready. 3 vials of sperm have been purchased and will be shipping to the Midwives’ office next Wednesday (overnight delivery putting it there on Thursday). Buying sperm was an interesting endeavor for us. We knew what to expect as we’ve seen friends go through the process….check the catalogue at all the banks, request detailed reports, writing samples, essays, pictures, voice samples, ect ect ect. Woah. The thing is, we are not selecting a father for our child, we’re just buying some sperm.
So here’s my confession: it took us about 10 minutes to pick a donor. And Andrea didn’t even read the report we got on him. We saw no pictures, and really have no info on him other than his medical history. The only criteria we based our selection on is: pregnancy rate, healthy (incl CMV -), good family health, and red head. We even compromised on that last one.
Its not that I dont understand why people pour over as much information as they can get, i mean, this is a big deal! But, all that just wasn’t for us. I guess I’m one of those nurture over nature kind of gals. I cant help it, i’m a trained psychologist. Plus, we’re faced with an interesting paradox considering that our other child/children will be foster or adopted, in which case we will have had no say whatsoever over their genetic make up. In most cases, we’ll have ZERO information on the bio fathers. So laboring over the choice of a sperm donor just didn’t exactly feel appropriate – for us.
3) I’m overly hopeful. I can already feel it. This could be bad. How naive of me to think that we’d be cool, calm, and collected over this whole thing.
