I swear, I just do not always get Mr. W! Much as I try, the man just does not always make sense to me. The conversation that we had on the way home from our vacation is a perfect example of this. (Aside: It was a full week. WITH HIS MOTHER. Dear God!)
We were discussing surrogacy, as we frequently do. I was bored and was reading blogs and message board posts on the topic on my iPhone. I commented that more and more I'm reading about 6-month quarantines on sperm and said that if we wanted to do this in the winter and if either of the clinics that I've found that have said they would work with us required that, it would mean that we should get our records to them and start the ball rolling with the doctors now.
He doesn't want to. He says that he's got enough stuff going on with work, obligations, etc. and with it being a new job that he has to establish himself with and the fact that his company is extremely close to landing a huge deal (the deal that makes it a definite that we have the money to pursue the surrogacy in the first place) he just can't be certain of a time that he's available to even go to appointments this fall. Plus, if for some reason we don't have the money to go through with it, he doesn't want to get it started only to have to stop.
I can sort of see that, except that, well, if we are going to have the money to do it in the winter, we kind of have to have our ducks in a row to do it this winter. My point on it all is that we need to meet with the clinic, be certain that they do want to work with us (surrogacy laws in NYS being what they are, clinics who will transfer to a surrogate are few and far between!), determine if we are comfortable with the doctors there, and have them examine our insurance to give us a real-life estimate of the costs we will incur for the RE's portion of the surrogacy.
Just frustrated with that and deep in the baby lust after spending a day with the mothers of two of Timmy's friends and their 8-10 month old second children. I swear, there is nothing like holding a beautiful bouncy baby in your lap to kick the ovaries into hyperdrive.
