Good things come to those who wait.
This too shall pass
No baby can ever replace another, every single baby is unique and precious, some are born and others aren't, any child that is born following a child that died isn't a replacement, they are just a longed for sibling and a gift to their family


6. Surrogate

Fred’s POV

March 2025

It’s been a month since the miscarriage and today we’re going to begin the process of surrogacy. The eggs and sperm have already been harvested and zygotes have already been frozen. Dr. Elliot discussed with us another option but surrogacy is cheaper. The other option was a test tube baby where we would watch our child grow in this tube for four months then it would be surgically implanted. Lana doesn’t like that idea.

I find her in the nursery holding a pink teddy bear and staring at the pink walls with all the décor. We painted this nursery pink three years ago because Lana just knew she would have a girl. She just knew. Now I watch her stand in her ballet flats with skinny jeans and wearing a black fancy blouse. She turns around and smiles at me before setting the pink teddy bear in the crib and straightening the feather quilt.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, by next year we should have our baby. Fred, I may seem insensitive about my miscarriages but they still hurt. I want a baby so bad the pain of not having a baby hurts more than losing one.”

“You’re running out of patience. But, good things come to those who wait.”

“Let’s just go.”

We walk into the lady’s office and she greets us with a smile and a laugh. She extends her thin hand and shakes her head as she laughs.

“Hello, I’m Dr. Weaver. Your baby specialist.”

 “Dr. Weaver this is Lana my wife and I’m Alfredo Diblasio. You can call me Fred.”

“So, sit down…tell me your story and I’ll decide whether you’re a candidate for surrogacy or not.”

“Lana do you want too?”

“We got married five years ago, three years ago I got pregnant I miscarried. Two years ago, I got pregnant and miscarried. One year ago, we had a surrogate who was pregnant with our child and died the day before I found out I was pregnant. Baby three and four also gone. Just recently I miscarried our fifth child. It’s just not happening for us.”

“Have you come to me before?”

“No…my best friend Rebecca was our surrogate. Her and her husband were coming over to tell us that she was having our baby. Marcus called Fred on the way over and Fred heard the two cars collide.”

“Very sad story, I think we have the perfect candidate. She went through a similar situation. Had a minor operation and popped out seven kids after seven were miscarried. Now she’s a surrogate.”

“What’s her name?”


“Dr. Weaver all due respect but are you sure?”

“Yes, free of charge. Of course, you’ll have to know a bit about me.”

“Yes, that would be wonderful.”

“I’m 45, I’ve been pregnant 14 times. I can carry your baby.”

       I turn to Lana and she shrugs her shoulders. We shake Dr. Weaver’s hand and arrange a date for the process to begin. As soon as we get home Lana runs up to the nursery and begins shouting for joy. I run up and stare at her.

“Fred…we’re having a baby. We’re having a baby.”

In June, Dr. Weaver undergoes the operation. I stand next to Lana as the doctor comes out and nods.

“The operation went smoothly.”

“Thank you.”

Two weeks later Sigourney Weaver is over at our house with good news.

“I’m expecting. You two are going to be parents in 2026. Next March.”

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