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game is played. But how you play your game is entirely up to you, and some people can play highly successfully although their board is crooked, broken or even missing pieces. That's not the point. But, unfortunately, research shows that taller people are more financially successful in life (on average, which the above counter example doesn't disprove) and hence we arrived to that conclusion. We want a tall mom. Just because we hope to give our child a statistically better shot at life, and quite frankly, because we don't know what else to ask for.
    Anyway, let me finish off by saying that I booked my flight to India today. I've applied for my visa today and your dad and I have been given access to the donor registry so we can pick your mom this weekend. So far, five feet is the tallest I've seen after looking at two profiles. My hopes of a tall mom are vanishing rapidly, and maybe the above comment from the agency was the Indian way of saying “don't get your hopes up on that one.” If it was, hint well taken.
    I am in good spirits today. Alex is getting his blood work done on Monday with a promised return within a week, so we should be all set by then. I'm sure there will be other “incidents” along the way and I also know (the agency is VERY adamant about pointing it out) that they don't guarantee a child. This entire process isn't a promise but a chance, one for which I am very grateful.
    And, yes, my little one, I do believe that we will be successful and I can't wait for the day when I hold you in my arms!

 

May 27, 2012: We have a winner…
     
    This was a most interesting weekend, in part because of the Eurovision Song Contest that was held last night in Baku, but also because Alex and I spent quite some time deciding on who we wanted to become the egg donor to our child.
    Let's the get the first part out of our way first. Loreen totally rocked last night. This beautiful women with her vibrating voice really did make us proud, and had it not been for Italy (So dove siete!), she would've gotten points from every participating country. Interestingly, the Italians had some Swedish help to write their song which wasn't so bad. I quite liked it.
    The other big win this weekend revolved around an egg. Now nothing is as easy as it sounds, but amazingly, Alex and I settled relatively quickly on the same woman.
    If you are faced to make a choice about the characteristics of the looks of your children based on a photo and a few lines of text about who these women are, what they do, if they have children, donated their eggs previously, their family and their health history, you end up going with visual clues.
    Women who are more “presentable” (for lack of a better word), who look better (which is of course highly individualistic) are the ones you'll go for. That was a first clue. We then looked at other criteria such as length and basic personality traits (such as they were available).
    At 1,85 m, I'm relatively tall. Alex is just below Swedish average. Most Indian women are relatively short. We looked at things like eye color and how our eye colors would end up blending to our children's eye colors. Stanford even has a test that allows you to find out, although I wouldn't bet my money on it.
    If the egg donor (ED) is an introvert, how likely will the children be introverts? Nature or nurture? It's the age old debate, but when you are faced with trying to draw a line in the sand about which characteristics are nature and which are nurture, at least for Alex and I, it boils down to things like looks, height, hair & eye color. Basically, we made the decision based purely on physical characteristics.
    I'm not sure if the fact that the ED may have a Bachelor's degree or a PhD matters or that others do not. Those who do not may simply not have had the opportunity to study…
    In any case, we have chosen a donor.
    If you had hoped for a photo of the ED, I'm sorry to disappoint you. As I said before, according to Indian law,