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On Friday, Steve and I had a scheduled phone call with our egg donor candidate. I am so thrilled to report that we absolutely, without a doubt, 100% LOVE HER! She was warm, bright and just said all the right things triple confirming what we hoped to be true. The best part is that she likes us too and per the agency has agreed to the journey with us.
THANK GOD we don't have to go back to the drawing board. It’s slim pickin's out there people. Just check out these sample egg donors below. Kudos to anyone who gets the "Lost" reference.
Dear Lucy,
We have a bone (KNEW that would get your attention!), a bone to pick with you that is. We have learned to accept your obsession with balls, especially soggy balls you found in the dog run drenched in overnight rain and dragged viciously through the mud. But to dismiss us completely whenever you have a ball in your mouth is a sign of disrespect and will not be tolerated.
Let’s get something straight bitch. STEVE AND I are your masters. YOU are the dog. Perhaps this is my foray into a new career as a dominatrix because bondage may be the only answer here for you.
Leather Daddy
Noun
1. A subculture within the Gay Species.
2. An older gay gentleman donning black leather apparel useful in adapting to nocturnal settings.
Steve's 3 favorite things are: To do lists, Home Depot (what a lesbian), and his iPhone. Now if only his iPhone had an app for finding a Baby Mama...
Click here to check out the iPhone parody video we made- http://johnandstevearehavingababy.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-app-for-th...
To celebrate the upcoming release of BRUNO, we're giving away a bunch of cool promotional items! Click here to enter and win- http://johnandstevearehavingababy.blogspot.com/2009/07/celebrate-julys-g...
The clock is ticking away 'til our initial meeting with the surrogacy agency. A little nerve racking?
Aaaaaah…the parade. Every year it thrills me to witness our culture represented with a myriad of sub-cultures. Folks, it’s not just chaps in chaps. And there is one group in particular that always puts a smile on my face- BESIDES the scantily clad rent boys. Strutting down the street with a stroller derby of mochafrappulatteccino babies and Prada diaper bags it’s the GAY PARENTS!
To celebrate Pride and these remarkable families we reached out to our blogger friends and asked them two easy (like Sunday morning) questions: