I?m one of those people who loves being pregnant. I can?t quite capture it in words, but being able to bring a child into this world is the most incredible feeling. With my eldest son, Blake, it was smooth sailing after the first trimester. And even though I had to be on medication for nausea for the full nine months when I was pregnant with his brother, Alex, I loved every minute of it. My two beautiful boys, now 6 and 3, are the most precious part of my life, and I simply can?t imagine my world without them. I wanted the chance to give someone else what my boys have given me.
The idea of being a surrogate has always fascinated me?there is nothing greater than the gift of a child, the gift of a life. Ever since my late teens, I?ve wanted to carry a baby for a couple who couldn?t, but I knew it wasn?t a realistic dream?or, at least, not one I could fulfill until I had my own children. But then last year, my friend sent me a Facebook post uploaded by a couple who described their search for a surrogate. Intrigued, I sent Tom and Pierre a message and, before I knew it, we had plans to meet for brunch. It felt a little like a blind date?I mean, it?s a bit unusual to meet two men you?ve never met before at a diner to discuss having a child together! But we connected right from the start, and it wasn?t awkward at all. We had all done our research and asked the right questions. At the end of breakfast, I told them I?d need a few days to think about it. But as...