Yes, we are expecting.

And thankfully I know what to expect when we are expecting so Maddy doesn’t have to do too much speculating about what to expect when expecting, it’s all to be expected.

 

To answer as many questions as possible, I’ll start at the very beginning over 365 days ago. The day I swiped right on Maddy. I had been on the dating apps for 4.567899 months to be exact and when I saw her photos and bio, which had my favorite key words in it “emotional intelligence,” I swiped right quicker than a toddler dismissing a phone call mid YouTube session. The dating app for lesbians called “HER” notified me and said we were a match.

 

I had a tattoo appointment that day which fortunately was canceled due to my artist contracting cooties he did not want to spread, so since I knew I had child-coverage for the night, I asked my new match to meet up for drinks later and I let her pick the place. Not much texting happened after the agreement to meet face to face and 3 hours later we met at an axe throwing establishment which coincidentally was right below my tattoo shop.

 

Our lovely axe throwing host — aka the person who makes sure you don’t kill anyone — asked us how long we had been dating, and with a quick glance at each other and turned back to her, we both said “it’s our first date.” Which continued to happen throughout our first weeks of dating and we would tell our curious bystanders how many hours we had been together, which graduated to days and weeks quicker than I had imagined.

 

After hours of chatting, laughing, throwing axes and throwing back cocktails, our first date was coming to an end. I boldly asked her if I could kiss her and in that very moment I understood why movies used the symbolism of fireworks when two people kissed.

 

On our second date, after hours and hours of playing twister, she told me how she’s always wanted to be a mom and how she was actively trying to find a donor. I thought, that’s cool – I have two kids – you can just take them. JUSTTTT KIDDING.

 

We talked about how crazy would it be if Christopher was the donor and our kids could be related. And in true lesbian fashion we planned our whole lives together on the second date and were inseparable ever since.

 

We asked christopher 5 months later. He said yes, and honestly at this point I wasn’t sure who loved maddy more, me, him or the kids… I just knew how lucky I was.

 

We did the DIY method at home with an insemination kit and after 5 tries and figuring out when she ovulates which was tricky due to PCOS – we did it.

 

Some of you may know, we all live together in one house. So our little blended family is growing, the kids are excited to have a new sibling as long as it’s a girl because Elliot says he already HAS a brother and if you know Owen, he is a whole lot of brother to have.

 

We’ve also decided not to find out the gender, because it doesn’t matter and it’ll give us a whole 5 months of guessing and excitement for their arrival.

 

Maddy is 15 weeks and the baby is the size of a pear. She’s doing great, and has had no nausea whatsoever and I’m not bitter about it at all, I swear. She is due the end of May 2023.

 

Finally after years of jokes, I get to be “the dad.”

 

When you find your person life’s biggest challenges seem small and possible. Which we all know how challenging motherhood can be, but doing anything together I feel invincible.

 

When my step father heard the good news he coined the phrase, “We put the modern in modern family” and I just love that.

 

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