Thursday, March 11, 2010

Our next attempt...

Aloha Everyone...nothing super definitive just yet but the last few days some things have come together for our next attempt. We are lining up some final details on the contract and talking to a fertility clinic, running tests and shipping sperm (again). Doing all of this in the U.S. is a bit different and I'd have to say there are positive and negatives, but we feel we have a good bunch of "players" for the stage, as Edward said in his blog recently... the only thing is I don't want it to go on for seven ages (!) :-)...

More to come but our 99.9% sure surro is amazing, funny, smart, tested and understands the idea of an alternative family -- she's also pretty fertile and loves doing research on how to get pregnant...we love her...

I'll keep sending out updates but just wanted to get something out to those who are following...
Have we lost you yet???????

Gird your loins because this is happening...again!
Hugs to all,
Doug and Bill


  1. Still we know this journey is a waiting game.

    However, wishing you the best in the decisions that you make on for next attempt.

    Pre-Babydust Sprinkled!

  2. Great to see you guys back again, and VERY interested to hear what you've got planned.

  3. Hi Guys! Glad to see you're in the midst of another go. Gird those loins for sure! We’ll be thinking ‘positive’ thoughts for you.

    By the way, the 7 ages in As You Like It, refers to a full life where we start as an infant and ultimately return to a second childhood. I hope this is your time to headline your stage!

    Here’s the full speech.

    "All the world's a stage,
    And all the men and women merely players;
    They have their exits and their entrances;
    And one man in his time plays many parts,
    His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
    Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms;
    And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
    And shining morning face, creeping like snail
    Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
    Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
    Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
    Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
    Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
    Seeking the bubble reputation
    Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
    In fair round belly with good capon lin'd,
    With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
    Full of wise saws and modern instances;
    And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
    Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
    With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
    His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide
    For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
    Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
    And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
    That ends this strange eventful history,
    Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
    Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything."

  4. good luck boys!
    Any more details?????

  5. I'm so happy to read that things are moving forward for you. I know for myself one of the hardest parts is the uncertainty of figuring out how to proceed when the initial plan doesn't work and I also am looking forward to reading more about your next step. I know you will get your baby/babies. I always take comfort from the motto of Johnny and Darren’s blog. “The only people who end up without a baby, are the people who give up.”

  6. Ok guys stop daunting us with these hints!
    Details please,
    CC x