Knocking Up Miss Libby

I have four older sisters and they all have kids. So I'm "Aunt Libby" to eleven adorable kids. And I want to make it an even dozen cousins by adding one of my own.

One thing I've always known about myself is I wanted kids -- or at least a kid. As I came to realize I was gay I never wavered from the certainty that I'd find a way to make it happen anyway.

Even before Mona and I got together I knew who I wanted my eventual sperm donor to be -- Jack, my last boyfriend in college. I'm pretty sure I burted out this factoid to Mona within 48 hours of our meeting.

She was cool with the idea in theory, but had not even met Jack and besides it was way premature to talk about such things -- other than establishing that we both wanted a kid someday. We agreed that if we were still together in one year then we would talk about a baby. And that is basically what happened, but first the two of them really needed to get to know and trust each other. Jack made it clear he didn't want to be just an anonymous donor. He wanted his child to know him as the father. He didn't seek any legal rights and was willing to sign them away (except in the event of my death, etc etc). So they went at it like lawyers across the coffee table and hammered out an agreement -- which became a legal document that we all signed. Whew!

Introducing Dr. Turkey Baster

Meanwhile, we had done lots of research. I knew how to tell exactly when I was ovulating. We bought a couple of different turkey basters to see which one works best. Jack would take a coffee cup and go off to the bathroom and then he would bring the cup to Mona and then he'd leave the room while Mona squirted it into me. And according to my research the best way to do this was to have me in an upside down position that I could maintain for 15-20 minutes at a time. So the most comfortable way to do this was to have me on the bed leaning my body against the headboard, but upside down so that my butt was up against the headboard and my legs were in the air.

You will have to read my journal for details on how we did this each month -- and whether it eventually succeeded.