Last night I had such a vivid dream, and I just want to capture it here – before it floats away as dreams tend to do…
I think the dream stemmed from the fact that a few of my fellow Gestational Surrogate (GS) bloggers have just given birth to their surro-babies. Obviously with me wanting to do the same thing I’ve spend a lot of time wondering what they must be going through and how they must be feeling…
In my dream I was heavily pregnant with a surro-baby, and beginning to go into labour. I remember the big belly, the sadness of knowing this journey was just about over, but yet the overwhelming excitement of knowing that I was about to give life to a new family. I felt incredibly emotional, but in a good way.
The dream was pretty convoluted and at times didn’t make much sense (although it made sense at the time if you know what I mean). I was pregnant with someone else’s baby, but hadn’t actually been properly matched to my IP’s yet (??? LOL). So I was in labour but the IP’s weren’t there, as they didn’t even know that I was expecting their baby yet.
I remember that I was getting to the stage where I had to push – I clearly remember hoping that the IP’s would come – and also that they would then stay by my head, LOL. And suddenly the baby was here. Funny that after giving drug-free birth twice I just managed to gloss over the actual pain of giving birth in my dream – lol. I guess maybe that’s because I already know what that entails. I know exactly how sore it is, but I also know that I CAN do it. I have done it before and I’ll manage to do it again… I believe the purpose of this dream was more about preparing me for the emotional rollercoaster of being a surrogate.
Anyway, the baby was born with no sign of the IP’s, so the baby was wrapped up and handed straight to me. It was unconceivable that she wouldn’t be cuddled immediately by someone! She was beautiful, tiny and new and just perfect. Even though I didn’t in any way feel like she was mine, or like I wanted to keep her – I just remember that feeling of emotions rising up in my chest, a heavy feeling like I was holding back a sob? I felt very proud, very happy, very overwhelmed.
She kept turning her head towards me and rooting for the breast, and I felt so bad that I couldn’t feed her – it was like my body instinctively wanted to feed her, but my heart and mind didn’t agree. I was worried about her being hungry though and kept hoping that the IP’s would come soon to give her some food.
Eventually the IP’s did arrive, and I remember apologising over and over that they couldn’t be there for the birth. I just kept saying “I’m so sorry she just came so fast”. They didn’t mind at all and were just immediately wrapped up in their little baby girl. They were elated and thankful and wonderful.
It made everything worth it – although that emotional feeling stayed with me, even now as I sit here typing this I can still feel that emotional, heavy feeling on my chest. I was just so real.
It was a wonderful dream though. I know without a doubt that this is something I need and want to do. As difficult as it will be at times it’s bound to be in incredible journey, and I just can’t wait to get on board!!!!!