
Epilogue. Let's Go Home
The day we left the hospital, my dad pulled the car around while my mom came up to our room to help us pack.
I live with my husband in New York City and am chronicling our journey through the joys, hurdles, and hopes of surrogacy.

The day we left the hospital, my dad pulled the car around while my mom came up to our room to help us pack.

The final chapter of our story.

On June 27th, we headed down to Arkansas —this time, it wasn't just for a checkup.

Leaving 'JaiDan' behind to finally choose a name for our child

As our surrogacy journey comes to an end, Marina reflects on her side of our story

As “twenty-something” weeks became “thirty-something,” the last stretch of Marina’s pregnancy turned into a bit of a numbers game.

What We Learned Taking a “How to Survive a Newborn” Class as a Gay Couple

One last trip as a family of two, and the last stretch before we become three

Zelman narrowed his eyes against the glare.

On baby registries, court orders, and the slow formalization of a family

Building our registry and our understanding of the world we're about to enter

Navigating the craziness of NYC childcare —one waitlist at a time.

Navigating the difficulties of parental leave policies as a same-sex couple

Doing the math on a bigger life

Coming home after the twenty-week scan felt like we had turned a corner. Suddenly, Jaidan was no longer a possibility — he was a countdown.

Our twenty-week scan and a visit to the hospital where our baby would be born

The day we visited the town in Arkansas where our child would be born

A Season of Change and Anticipation

During the first weeks of pregnancy, Jaidan grew rapidly. So did our questions.

Of small flickers and big changes