Source The Times
Our surrogate Melissa’s uterine cyst is technically an abnormal sac filled with fluid, but it may as well be a broken traffic light in the middle of Clapham Junction for the inconvenience and anxiety it’s causing us. We need to wait a few more days to find out if it has been resolved.
It is not lost on me how uncomfortable it feels to be “inconvenienced” by how a stranger’s body is functioning. It seems controlling and I definitely don’t like it; first, for the reality of the whole thing — woah, I am enlisting a stranger to do what my body cannot — and second, for the “employment” aspect. That is the huge elephant in the room where surrogacy is concerned.