As I sit here composing this letter, I glance at my and one month old son detecting an odor of dirty pants and his wide smile, I think about my 5 hours of uninterrupted sleep for the first time in months. He is half of a beautiful "set" of children which my husband and I conceived via egg donor procedure.
We had tried for 5 years to become pregnant, tubal reversal, numerous fertility drugs and finally an in-vitro procedure with my own eggs, in which we were told, were "too old."
Deciding on egg donation was a big step for us, but one we took with much consideration and love. We wanted so badly to become parents and share what we felt was many years of growing up in big families and loving the sibling rivalry that we all shared.
I had already given birth to two children, by my first marriage and my present husband had never had children. His caring and love for them as we raised them through some difficult years was just one of the reasons I agreed to go along with having more children.
We were very surprised and elated when we discovered that we were going to have twins. Our feeling was that each would have a sibling to be raised along side of to share and explore the world with. Then the news that there was one of each sex further added to our elation. What more could a couple ask for?
After an uneventful pregnancy and some minor difficulties with delivery, we were blessed with these two little lives who are perfect to us in every way. There are not enough words in the world to express our gratefulness and gratitude to the woman who donated her eggs for us. At the time of choosing a donor, I recall reading the bio. I will always remember that a tear came to my eye as I was reading her reasons for wanting to donate eggs. She herself had children and loved and appreciated it so much, she wanted someone else to experience her joy. I, myself had given birth to two healthy children in my early years and had also already experienced it, however, I believe I was so young at the time I did not truly appreciate what children bring to your lives. I also felt a real closeness with the donor as I read about her life and her childhood, which in turn brought more tears to my eyes.
Once again, I cannot say how much my husband and I appreciate the woman who donated her eggs for us and how much we have loved every minute thus far being parents, even with the dirty diapers and the feedings at 3 AM, and look forward to what the future brings to our family.