Welcome to week 30!

Sorry I haven't blogged much lately. I've been busy working and being tired. The time I spend online I read birth-stories and watch
documentaries about births and babies. I've seen babies being born in week 24, 26 etc and now Baby and I are in week 30. That is just amazing. It's an actual little person in there, somersaulting around, gently nudging and kicking.
Some days I feel her more than others. But it's never painful, as for some women. Baby is very kind to me, or she has a lot of space and fluid to move around in.

Wifey and I have also kept busy getting our home ready for the baby. We bought a new bed (for us) and some stuff like changing table mattress and bath for the baby.
We've also been looking at bigger appartments. But the right one hasn't come up yet. So we will just have to do the compact-living routine with Baby until we can move.

It feels weird that in just 10 weeks we will have an actual baby on our hands. Sometimes I so long to see her and touch her. And sometimes I enjoy the peaceful coexisting we have while she's in my vomb. It is amazing really that she is inside my body, in perfect temperature, getting all the nutrition she needs to delvelop.

I have no pregnancy ailments except for not being very graceful and sometimes a bit of pelvic pain when I bend over. I'm hoping for a glorious 3d trimester since I never had a golden 2nd trimester.

I saw an interesting documentary yesterday, about donor children;




http://svtplay.se/v/2320601/dox/donator_okand (you will have to copy-paste into your browser, can't seem to create a link).

I thought it was quite comforting. From what I read/heard about it beforehand I braced myself for getting anxious about us choosing to have a baby by donor, thinking the children in the film would be miserable about not having a father.

But actually, I thought all of them, execpt for the girl with straight parents who felt like she was lied to her entire life before she found out, seemed very content with their family situations and not really lacking anything except for that tiny piece of the puzzle of genetic origin.
They got a person to attach to the donor profile and they were happy to continue on with their lives.

I'm glad we got a non-anonymous donor for Baby, so she can look him up when she's 18 if that is important to her.
From the documentary, it seems like the donor siblings are more important to the donor children than the donor per se.

It is a different way of family life, and should Baby be really upset about it, we'll just have to deal with it as a family. Both wifey and I are very nuclear-family oriented (as in two parents + children), and would have a hard time sharing Baby with a known father. I cringed when people in the Rainbow parenting group talked about joint custody as soon as the baby stopped brestfeeding.
Could you imagine giving up your baby and not see it for 50% of the time, for the rest of your life?
It wouldn't be emotionally possible for me and wifey.
Baby is part of us, and it would be as possible to give her up as it would be to cut out your own heart and give it away.

Also have known families consisting of 2 fathers-2 mothers where the original couples break up and the children then need to be split 3 or 4 ways. Then we're down to having your child 25 - 30% of the time.
And have the child move around between 3 or 4 different homes.

No thank you.

Baby is stuck with wifey and me, for better or worse. She might not have a father, but she will never get rid of her 2 mothers. I'm sure she will want to when she's in her teens, but we are here to stay.