My whole motivation in the morning is to be there when my son wakes up because it is the greatest moment of my day.
He is sweet and funny, happy and kind, and I love him more than I ever thought possible.
I don’t think I would have made the decision if I didn’t feel I was really ready, and I definitely feel like this is absolutely what I should be doing. I mean, I wish I had done it sooner.
When I was 12 years old and knew I was gay and thought about my life, it always upset me because I thought, ‘I will never be able to have a kid.’ This is a dream come true.
It’s unlike anything I’ve experienced, and yet, it’s also very familiar and incredibly special and intimate. It’s really extraordinary.
I think it would be great for him to have a sibling. I’m not sure I could handle another, but he’s really such an easy kid.
He gives me hope. I have a palate of a 5-year-old, but apparently a 7-month-old has a much better palate.
Getting to see my little boy’s joy-filled face every day, and watching him grow, is the best present I could ever receive.