My first blog ever!

So WOW! Here I am, writing my blog. It's my jump start to my actual memoir I'm planning on writing. How many kids do I have? It's a question I get asked often. I'm a OBGYN nurse, I deal with mother's and babies...families. All day, well night...I work the 7p to 7a shift.
My number of children I've given birth to is nine.I have an 18 year old and a 14 year old. Both boys. I also have two step-daughters. I have raised four. I am mom to four. But the numbers actually don't match.
I've been a surrogate mother five times. Two times being gestational..meaning. Not my eggs, donor egg and sperm from the intended father. Both of those pregnancy's were twins.
I had a beautiful little girl 8 years ago using my egg, she had two dads at the time, one had since passed away. We see each other 2-3 times a year.
Three of the surrogacy's I was using my egg, it was also with gay parents to be. My last two babies call me mommy. They are almost five and 2 1/2. I nursed them, they sleep with me when were together, we all vacation together as well. Meaning the Dad from my first biological baby and my last two babies all get along and we are a non-traditonal family. So far honesty has worked well for all of us. The kids understand (at this point in their lives) who is who. Daddy's, Pappa's, Papi's, and of course Mommy. Sometime I give different answers to how many kids I have. Depending on the audience I am speaking to. I may say 4 and two step-daughters. I may say four...including my step-daughters whom my husband and I raised. I may just lay it all out there. Like I said...it depends on who I'm speaking to. If  I meet someone that has an I heart Jesus on his shirt, I skip the story of the surrogacy's. If I meet two moms..I probably get into my long winded story. Some are amazed, some look bored....others look like they just want to run the other way.
So  I try to see my five and two year old every month or so, they live about four hours away. We alternate visits. It's my turn and I'll be going to see them next weekend. My fourteen year old comes along, usually with a friend in tow. My wonderful, spectacular husband sometimes stays home for a relaxing weekend. I'm sure I'll get into that at some point.
A brief sneak at what my husband has endured. Bedrest, childcare, no sex, a lot of men in his wife's life, nursing children that weren't his..oh giving birth to children that were not his. And even better getting inseminated with sperm that was not his.
Well enough for now...
Carrie