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Surrogacy in India, From a Mummy to her Daughter, SCI Healthcare
DIR By: internet12345
Date: October 23, 2013, 1:25 am
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[glow=red,2,300]Surrogacy in India: from a Mummy to her
Daughter:--[/glow]
To our dearest Isla,
I feel privileged to be your Mummy. Your Daddy and I dreamt
about you way before you were ever a reality. Having a baby is a
big decision, but having a baby through surrogacy is like
handing over your heart to someone else. Every breath is harder
when you entrust (through limited choice) your baby to another
woman. The statement below summarises how we feel about you.
While we try to teach our children all about life, Our children
teach us what life is all about – Angela Schwindt
The journey to have you has made Mummy and Daddy and those
around us grow as people. The birth of you Isla made Mummy and
Daddy’s love even stronger because having you in India gave us a
different future, a bigger brighter one filled with endless
opportunity and wonder. India gave us the gift of a baby. While
you grew in Santosh’s tummy, we grew in life too. India, Santosh
and Dr Shivani showed us what kindness is all about. I often
stood in India shaking my head at how I had never had the
opportunity to see life differently. Differently in India was
beautiful Isla. India didn’t have what I was used to in terms of
my life but it had more, way more. To see mothers in India with
their children made me want to be a better mother, better woman.
Santosh had made a decision to better her family, her daughters
life. To provide a life for her that her current situation
couldn’t provide. India didn’t have the opportunity to provide
as easy as other countries and she told me she wanted to do what
she knew she could do well and that was carry a baby. You.
There may be times when you meet people who do not agree with
Surrogacy when you tell them about how you were born but you
need to carry with you that in life your story is yours. You
never have to justify how or why but always know you were
desperately wanted and loved. It has been said that surrogates
(commercial agreements) only do it for money, but I can assure
you that if that was the reason Santosh originally wanted to do
it, having you changed that. The day you were born was
miraculous. I sat (paced) in the hospital waiting room with
people I didn’t know. It wasn’t until Santosh’s carer Rohan came
out to let me know that you were still being born that they all
cheered and told me they were Santosh’s family and that they
were so proud of her. They were in awe of what she was doing for
us and for them. That changed me forever. I never saw life the
same way again. Here we were, two women, two mothers. Although I
carried your sisters in my tummy, I felt incredibly bonded to
your growth in Santosh’s tummy. When I held you in my arms the
first time Isla, you were mine and it felt the same the day your
sisters were born when I held them.
I remember the days after you were born like yesterday. Santosh
unwrapped you from your baby blanket, took off you clothes to
count your fingers and toes then wrapped you up, kissed your
forehead and handed you to me. Nothing was said but the smile on
her face is etched in my mind. She had wanted to hand you to me
after she saw you were perfect, and you were. I felt incredibly
honoured to have a connection with Santosh. When Santosh’s
daughter told me she had loved you the entire time you were in
her Mummy’s tummy and that she had loved you for me I knew that
life had given me the greatest of gifts, you and her. I admired
her strength and as a woman I had put my faith in her (blindly)
and the result was you. Our beautiful Isla. I say ‘our’ because
you are not mine, but both of ours. Without me there would be no
you, without her there would be no you and you are perfect. We
love you Isla and hope that you continue to grow up kind, happy
and tolerant to those who have ‘different’ lives than you, be it
class, race, religion, sexual preference, divorced families and
so on. That is all we want for you. We all have different
stories in life, it is just how it is told.
When you sat in Santosh’s arms when you were 8 months old I
watched you stare at her and you both smiled. I wanted to freeze
time and watch that for longer. There was a connection there
that will never be broken through time or distance.
Isla they say it takes a village to raise a baby and we are so
lucky that we belong to a surrogacy village. Other families who
you will identify with, other children who were loved and dreamt
of like you, including your sisters Jaya & Eva. You are special
Isla. We love you and so do many others.
Love your Mummy.
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