Some people make babies by accident. Some people plan them. Some people need medical intervention. And some people need an egg donor.
I am preparing to be an egg donor. I am going to help another couple make a baby. I am going to make a baby but not be a mum. I am making a half sibling for my boys that won’t grow up with them.
And here is where I welcome you to my head.
There are 2 sides.
There is the part of my head that says they are just eggs. I’m not using them. Why should they go to waste?
Then there is the part that acknowledges that this is my flesh and blood. Part of me. A member of my family. I am the biological mother.
But it’s not my baby. I will not be carrying this child who may or may not look like me. Who may or may not be the girl that I didn’t have.
So it’s all okay. It’s an adventure. It’s something that I can do. It’s a reminder that I am lucky to have so much. It’s a big deal but it’s not.