Dear Sara Evans, As a woman who recently gave birth to triplets as a surrogate, I find your recent comments to CMT about wanting a baby through surrogacy bothersome. What has her so gung ho about the idea? “I could, like, continue to drink wine and be skinny and have fun and then all of a sudden have this beautiful baby,” she joked.
For a year of my life, being a surrogate consumed me. Things changed. Everything revolved around my health, the babies inside me, and the Intended Parents. I went into surrogacy wanting to do something great for another family, and my family was put on hold because of it. I dont want that to come off as bitter, because it isnt. Its just the way things went.
It took me a little longer than expected to write the second half (see link to first half below) of the triplets birth story because, frankly, getting things back to normal around here has been difficult. Here I am recovering from major surgery to remove three babies from inside me. My husband could only take a few days off work and once he went back, it was just me and my four children. I had no help, and I had four children depending on me to feed them, change them, bathe them, and provide meals and snacks. I was unbearably sore at times and experiencing emotional highs and lows from wacky hormones. I was an absolute mess. But more on that laterback to where I left off, in recovery after the c-section.
It took me a little longer than expected to write the second half of the triplets birth story because frankly getting things back to normal around here has been trying at times. Here I am recovering from major surgery to remove three babies from inside me; my husband only had a few days time to take off and even then took off a few unpaid days.
Sunday morning I woke to the sounds of my children as usual, but this day started out like no other. Upon getting out of bed I realized things were wet which meant either I lost control of my bladder or my water broke. I walked a few feet to the children calling my name and felt a slight release. Umm, did I just pee myself?! No, it felt completely different, I had no control over it and the sensation of going wasnt there. Instantly nervous I woke my husband, and got ready to head to Labor and Delivery.