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12 steps

This week on Wednesday our surrogate and I met with the surrogacy coordinators at the U of U. We went over all the steps of what Steve and I have to do and our surrogate and the medications we are going to be on. As well as a little bit about the verbiage like; IP stands for intended parents in other words Steve and I and GC/surrogate stands for gestation carrier or our amazing surrogate. She is the most giving person to give us 2 years of her own life. She has two little kiddos of herself that are 3 years old and 1 year one. I am so blessed that our paths have crossed. Sometimes I can't believe how the man above works. He amazes me everyday! The surrogate process is 12 steps and some of those steps are harder than the other ones, but we are just going to tackle each step at a time. The next step is to call a Psychologist and have her make sure that we all our mentally stable to be going through all this. The plan is to call this coming week and schedule an appointment for Steve and I and our surrogate and husband.
As I listen and see how other parents teach, discipline and learn from their children. I try to make a mental note of how to become the best parent. I know that no parent is the best and there is no way that I will be, but Steve believes he will be. I know that becoming a mother is going to be a challenge and I am going to learn a whole lot of patience. I would say I am excited and a little bit nervous at the same time, but definitely I feel overly blessed that there is a way that Steve and I can have one of our own.
After work that day I drove down to Pleasant Grove to see my college roommates Jac, Hase and Aubrey. It was fun seeing Jaca and Hase being parents. I envy them and where they are at with their lives. I know I am making my way to that same phase, but sometimes I wish it was now. Their little kiddos are only 2 months apart and Hase's child is a boy and Jac's is a girl. Aubrey and I were just trying to play with both of them sometimes they liked it, but other times not so much. Hase and Aubrey came down from Idaho to visit for a few days.
Friday night all my family gathered at my parents house with grandpa Bruce, grandma Dena and aunt LoLo we had some taco's and visited. My family is kinda crazy, but I wouldn't trade them for anyone. They are all so great and I love them.


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