Although I have never been shy about sharing my experiences, I have largely kept my true feelings to myself. I’ve decided that for myself and for other women who are in my shoes, I need to break the silence of infertility. This is how I really feel…
“How did you get into that?!” is usually the first question I get asked once someone finds out that I was a surrogate mother. This closely followed by, “…and you did it how many times??”
Although the process of IVF may seem quite complicated and involved, advances in reproductive technology have allowed the process to become not only more efficient, but more successful. IVF is a valid option for many women who are having trouble conceiving on their own for any number of reasons.
We had the option to go for the less expensive, less complicated, and less promising, but were advised to go for the gusto because I had no eggs. In addition, my husband’s sperm count was inconsistent which added our potential problems conceiving. So we did it! We started the process for IVF with donor egg, and we never looked back.
As I approached my mid-30s, conversations with my friends became more and more about the risks and difficulties of having children after the age of 35. Suddenly something clicked and my age became real and unavoidable. The desire that had always been a bit lacking finally kicked in, and I knew that I wanted to have children of my own.