How i found myself in such a situation...

I'm a surrogate! some may wonder how i found myself in such a situation and like all stories there is a beginning so we will rewind all the way back to how this all started....
December 2nd 2011. A day engraved into many memories, this was the day my sister Sara went into labour with her second child Bella and i was invited along to support my sister through the labour & birth....i will hack the 23 hours of labour out of this story and skip to the unfortunate outcome; my sister failed to get the monitoring and care required (as she had a previous c-section with her first daughter) and as a result her uterus ruptured and my beautiful niece passed away inside of her before they could perform the c-section. The uterus could not be saved so the doctors made a decision to perform a subtotal hysterectomy, which means in simple terms, the uterus was taken out but part of the cervix and both tubes were left intact...

Fast forward 6 months, the decision was made to try for another baby so i offered to be their surrogate, it was quite a surreal thing to offer as when we were kids we always said to each other "if you can't have kids i'll have them for you!"...and now i couldn't believe this was really happening!
It was decided that gestational surrogacy would be the route they wished to travel down to get a baby, which entitles IVF and a whole lot of legal crap, approval from the ethics committee, counselling etc to reach their goal, which costs approx NZ$20,000. So we dived headlong into the whole thing, the fertility clinic was contacted, appointments made etc and the 6 month approval process began.
About a 1/3 into the counselling sessions, applications and appointments it all become a bit too much financially and emotionally for them so one night i got a phone call, a very nervous phone call, Sara trailed on a bit about hearing her out and seemed reluctant to ask the question she finally blurted out, "can we just use your egg instead?"
"ok then"
That was my answer, a simple "ok then", there was no hesitation on my part, it was not a big deal to me as i would do anything to help my sister and her husband out. I then literally heard the weights fall of Sara's shoulders and then the traditional surrogacy route had then begun.

So a date was set, we would start trying around when my son turned one, that time came and events were set into motion.
Soooo...what does it involve to get pregnant the traditional way you may wonder? Simple. It requires a $2 pharmaceutical syringe and pinpointing my ovulation. That's it. There's no sordid love affairs with the brother-in-law, just a couple of very awkward moments with a syringe (lol). And yes, hubby was perfectly fine with it!
So eventually the ovulation tests turned positive and the little syringe's were filled for their deposit. Sara would fill the syringe after Lance did his deed and i would be waiting upstairs in the bedroom for the delivery, i refused to even look at the syringe, as strange as it sounds since i would be carrying my brother-in-law's baby, i felt like i still didn't have a right to look at my sister's husbands "property", so i did the deposit's with my eyes closed, propped my hips up for an hour and took the opportunity to get some good reading in.
I have to admit i went into this with alot of scepticism, afterall it took 5 years and a round of IVF to get my son so i thought getting pregnant "naturally" was a long shot....

Skip ahead a few days to 8 days past ovulation, i begged and begged Sara to cave in and let me do an early pregnancy test, she vehemently refused and insisted on waiting until at least 12 days past ovulation, but my super persuasive skills paid off and she agreed that we could do a pregnancy test first thing in the morning.
So 8am came and i was bursting at the seams waiting for Sara to come around with the test, she finally arrived and we raced upstairs to the en-suite, ripped open the packet and i pee'd on that stick!
I paced a little nervously in the bedroom while Sara hovered over the test like a deer stuck in headlights, she kindly added commentary into the analyzing which i didn't know whether to laugh at or go insane over.
"Ok the control line has come up"
...."nothing yet"
...."nothing yet"
...."ooooh no i don't think a line is going to come up"
A minute passed.
"is that a line coming up? omg omg OMG i think a line is coming up!!"
Picks the test up and turns it every possible angle
"There's a line! there is soooo a line there!"
I then go to inspect this so called line Sara see's, thinking she's surely got wishful thinking and sure enough an obvious line was there I'm pregnant!!!

tests from 10dpo to 14dpo