The twins were born in the OR and we moved to room 308. Trace and Ken were given a room next to ours. We respected each other's privacy but also connected in a way that's hard to describe. I discussed breastfeeding with Tracy and Ken before the babies were born. I said I was willing to breastfeed in the hospital and pump my breastmilk if they liked. Tracy did some research and came to the conclusion that she would be more comfortable with bottlefeeding. I understood completely but felt a bit sad at the notion that I wouldn't be breastfeeding.
I have pictures of all of us in the hospital, my little ones as well, that I will cherish forever. Looking at the babies I never felt a need to "keep" them as so many people ask. I saw who they were, Tracy and Ken's babies. They didn't look a thing like my children, which in retrospect probably was a good thing for my first surrogacy. Tracy and Ken didn't hold the babies back from me either. I held them as often as I liked, and when I wanted to rest they went back to there room for some private time too. We left the hospital two days later and promised each other we would keep in touch.
Did I shed any tears? YES! With Robert and Eli it was more about the whole of the experience being over. I had connected to Tracy and Ken in a way that no one in my life understood, except Tom .They felt like family, where would our relationship go? I didn't have to worry. The twins are now 12 years old and we still stay in touch!
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