After a few LONG weeks, Sara and Derek have finally arrived for the big weekend of meeting the family, friends and the big Ultrasound Monday. It is 7:34 am and the house is quiet, all except for the occasional beep from the smoke detector. Why is it they always go off in the middle of the night? I sit here thinking about the fact that the darling parents to be are sound asleep downstairs, dreaming and thinking about how their life will change in 6 months. How far we have come on this journey, and how much more there is in front of us. Last night Sara opened up about a story from her past, and afterwards asked me if I felt any differently about where we are, and honestly it only made me love her more. She is the most warm and beautiful person and I am not sure how I could ever love her less. I feel so honored to be chosen by this amazing couple to carry their baby into the world-what a gift to me.
The night started off with trying to find a birthday party for my son. They were meeting at an LDS church nearby. While our family is not part of this faith, it is common Utah knowledge that there is an LDS church on nearly every corner, so trying to find the right church proved to be somewhat difficult. Of course we had the address…at home, and my son was sure he knew which church we would be going to. But that is another funny thing about Utah, the LDS churches also have a similar look and feel, so just when you think “oh I have been here before” you are mistaken. So as we entered the first church in our journey, Billy took the couple for a joy ride in the new fallen snow, twisting and turning and having a great time. Will and I cautiously entered the church hoping it was the birthday party, and it was but for Nicole who was slightly older and didn’t seem to be planning a Nerf Gun war. After a quick call home to get the address from Lauren, we headed to the next church where we discovered not a sole was there. After a quick recalculation, we headed toward the right church and finally made the drop off before we headed out to our dinner.
We were meeting up with Jaimi and Ryan who made the surrogacy all possible by connecting our two families. In addition, we were meeting up with my other good friends Ali and Dan. We enjoyed the night at the Bayou with great food, beer and live music. It was loud and lively and as the band started playing, the 40 somethings started to get up and swing dance…is that a thing now? I don’t get out to clubs much these days. Just before dinner, my upper and middle back started to ache a bit. I figured my Pilates class the morning before may have made me a bit sore and I was just starting to feel the effects. During dinner it became worse and worse and I was growing increasingly tired. My yummy Veggie Sandwich and 50/50 fries arrived and I forced myself to eat, hoping that if I forgot about the pain that I could just sit and enjoy myself. But as the night wore on, I ended up really feeling awful and didn’t feel up for the after band at the State Room across the street (that and I am old…). Once we got home, I used a heating pad to see if it would subside a bit, I even tried Tylenol an antacid, but nothing seemed to cut the pain. Finally I just had to go lay down and call it a night. In bed I couldn’t get comfortable but finally feel asleep. Around 5 am, I woke up to no pain and a full bladder, of course the full bladder is nothing new. So what was it? Pilates? Indigestion? I was starting to worry that I may be having some abnormal symptoms and wondered if I should go to the hospital, it was just so sudden. After a few Google searches I came up with nothing concrete so unless it happens again, I will not worry about it for now.