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WHO DO I CHOOSE? 3

 

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WHO DO I CHOOSE?

WHO DO I CHOOSE? 2

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…My dad lost interest in his marriage to Maureen 4 years later and started seeking another divorce and appealed that the child should be sent to Susanne, my mum’s best friend as my mother wasn’t in her right mental state of mind.

Susanne was a widow and had just lost her only child. The only reason she could still face the world and smile was gone. She was sad and bitter but my dad was there for her. My mum wasn’t there for her at all she did not understand why but she later found out about my mum’s mental state. The bitterness stung her deeply.  She was bitter that my mum wasn’t really there for her before all of these happened. It hurt her but I was her child in a way and it was her duty to take care of me. She saw it as God’s compensation for her lost daughter. She took care of me for 12 years.

My dad and Lauryn made up but he died a year after, willing all his assets to me. He funded my education, my feeding, everything while he was alive and paid Susanne to care for me and still left money to continue paying for my needs in the future after his death . We took out of it to pay my wedding planner. What can I say? He is a rich dude.  Lauryn came back searching for me immediately she was released  from asylum.  Maureen couldn’t bear a child and she came back searching for me. My mum Susanne and I were planning my wedding last year when my Lauryn came in and I remembered her face, her songs, her love… I knew her, I had missed her, I was moved to tears but then Susanne was still my mum and Maureen came that same month to apologize…

It’s the 15th of February, 2014, 4:00 am to be precise they’ll be here in 2 hours to dress me up for the wedding. Who should I call mum? Who should I let hand me over to my husband to be? Who would I introduce my kids to as their grandmother?

My Biological mum, the egg donor and my father’s ex wife and the woman that looked out for me for 4 years.  – Maureen,

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My Legal mum , my father’s first wife, who paid for all the processes and initiate the idea of my conception, took care of me through the formative parts of my life, went crazy when she lost me, and lost her marriage for me.   – Lauryn

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My surrogate mum, my mother’s best friend, a widow, the woman that carried me in her womb, breast fed me and still nurtured me for 12years – Susanne

Help me…

If you were me, who would you choose?

Who deserves to be adorned with the word mother?

Was it morally right or wrong?

Was Lauryn wrong for wanting a child?

Was it wrong for my dad to wanCategoriest to feel the love he missed and could get somewhere else?

Was it wrong that Maureen needed money for her student loans to be settled and she had to donate eggs to the hospital for women like Lauryn who could not conceive?

Was it wrong for Susanne to want to help her best friend, fill the void she felt after losing her child?, was it wrong to collect money for her “motherly services”?

Who was at fault?

I do not have answers to any of these questions. I’m hoping that you do.

The best answer would be the perfect ending to this story.

 

Love,

Einsteinette.

WHO DO I CHOOSE? 2

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My dad got married to this beautiful lady called Lauryn. They had been lovers since their university days. My dad actually said it started since their high school days. Their relationship grew into something too beautiful. Their marriage was a blessed matrimony, unfortunately, for 10 years they were childless.

Lauryn was diagnosed of polycystic ovary syndrome meaning she was incapable of producing mature eggs. She also had 3 miscarriages when she conceived by chance. If they were to ever have a child again, it had to be a surrogate mother and a donated egg. She didn’t want anyone she knew to donate the eggs but her best friend signed a contract to be the surrogate mum. At the IVF (In Vitro Fertilization) Center, at their family hospital, a directory was given to her to choose a donor egg. As she flipped through the pages, the properties Maureen caught her. She almost felt like she was described on that page, long dark hair, average height, smart, meticulous, strong-willed and many other similarities that struck her. Lauryn felt with all that similarity, the child will grow up feeling like she was the real mum. Voila!!! a donor egg was chosen and her husband’s sperm was collected. The doctor planted the fertilized egg in her best friend, Susanne, the surrogate mother.  They signed all the documents that needed to be signed with the hospital and the surrogate mother. She spent a large sum paying the surrogate mother, the hospital, the doctor, the medical bills, everything! Excitement rushed through her as her imagination of having a baby of her own was slowly becoming a reality. The thought of it flirted with her, teasing her excitement.

9 months  later..

The baby was born and everyone was happy. They had all gotten what they wanted. My surrogate mother breast-fed me for 6 months and a few days…

5 years later…

Lauryn tried to be there for her husband like old times (BEFORE MY BIRTH I MEAN) but she was too busy and occupied with caring for me and doing everything to keep me happy. She paid less attention to my dad and her best friend until he finally blurted out

“I want a divorce”

She was shocked. How had they gotten here? What was she doing wrong? She could not even save her marriage anymore. The secret affair between another woman and her man had become glaring to her. He loved this new girl he met on a business trip that reminded him so much Lauryn and he wanted to marry her.

Long story short… At the court, during the divorce the lawyer discovered that she was the owner of the egg that formed me. She was Maureen and the judge ruled that the couple (my dad and Maureen) should keep me as theirs after their marriage. My mum went crazy. . .

To be continued…

 

Love,

Einsteinette.

 

 

 

Who do I choose?

12:30 am…

Tomorrow’s my wedding, what I’m I doing awake at this time? I’m the bride, I  need to get my beauty sleep in that beautifully tailored wedding dress, look pretty, smile and get married to the man I have grown to love so much and have decided to spend forever with, the man of my dreams and reality…but I’m up, unable to blink my eyes, worried, tensed, confused… Is it because I’m getting married or the end of my single life? No! For me, this is the beginning of a new episode in my life not a whole new season. SO WHY AM I AWAKE?

Someone is supposed to dress me up, make me beautiful and walk me to the altar representing my late dad, hand me over to my husband-to-be. The only next/right choice after  my dad will be my mum right??? Simple, problem solved but I have 3 MUMS!!! It still beats me when I think about it, I mean, who has even 2 mums? you could have 3 fathers like in “Mama mia”(the movie) because a woman can sleep with 3 men and not know who exactly is responsible but here I am with 3 women and they are all my mothers.  How??? I will tell you…

My dad got married to this beautiful lady called Lauryn. They had been lovers since their university days. My dad actually said it started since their high school days. Their relationship grew into something too beautiful…

To be continued…

 

Love,

Einsteinette.