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Posted 02 January 2016 - 11:25 PM

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met [LI] who has now become your wife/husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate/law school/medical school programs and are each working in your dream jobs - (Name Them). You and [LI] could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and [LI] decide to start trying for a family, you spend [roll] year(s) trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and [LI] have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then [LI] comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters.
 

It takes you [roll] months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, [Blank], who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and [LI] want this, you want to be parents. You meet with [birth mother] and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that [birth mother] is expecting a [roll]. Either sex would have been okay, but you and [LI] are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. [birth mother] goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with [roll] hair and [roll] eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. [birth mother] signs away her rights without ever seeing [him/her]. You feel incredible when you look down and just know [blank] is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and [LI] feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take [blank] home.

 

 

 

DICE:

 

Years Spent Trying to Conceive:

1. 2

2. 3

3. 2

4. 1

5. 1

6. 1

 

Birth Mother's Name: First/Middle & Last

 

Baby's Gender:

Odd - Boy Even - Girl

 

Nursery:

1.

2.

3.

4.

5.

6.

 

Hair Color:

1. Red

2. Blonde

3. Brown

4. Black

5. Blonde

6. Your Choice

 

Eye Color:

1. Blue

2.  Green

3. Hazel

4. Brown

5. Brown

6. Your Choice

 

Baby's Name:

First & Middle



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Posted 03 January 2016 - 03:01 AM

Your name is Clover Myra Danielson, you have Red hair and Blue eyes and you're 21 years old. You're a student at Stanford University and you're pursuing a major in English. Ever since you've come to college, you've always been focused on your studies, you've worked very hard to get into Stanford and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting your scholarship money to enable you to continue, the second being you need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further your education.

 

However, today is the last of your day Junior year of undergrad and you've just taken your final exam, you're thrilled, and feel like you've passed all your classes with flying colors and you could not be more ecstatic. All you want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but your roommate, Shiloh Emerson,  insists you accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. You loathe the idea, but she did help you out studying for your final in Chemistry. So, you accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a guy comes up to you. You dismiss him at first, but he made a comment about your favorite tv show which kind of catches your interest. He's got Blonde hair and Blue eyes and introduces himself as  Ewan Felix Raske, he's 21 years old. You start talking to Ewan and find out about him, he is apparently a legacy of the university, went to prep schools his whole life, has traveled the world with his bourgeois family and while that would usually make you feel a bit of a chip on your shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Ewan. You find him charming. You also find out that Ewan is majoring in  Biochemistry and the way they speak about their major so passionately entices you. You talk for hours before your roommate stumbles over. Realizing you need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Ewan to end so you exchange numbers and promise to call him later. You leave with your roommate and head back to your dorm, feeling much happier than when you arrived at the party.

 

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It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Ewan who has now become your husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate school programs and are each working in your dream jobs -  as a Book Editor and a forensic scientist. You and Ewan could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Ewan decide to start trying for a family, you spend 1 year trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Ewan have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Ewan comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters. 
 

It takes you 2 months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Sophia Emily Vega, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed, the child is a product of a one night stand and while against abortion, she just wants to have the baby and be done with it. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Ewan want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Sophia and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Sophia is expecting a girl. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Ewan are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Sophia goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with red hair and brown eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Sophia signs away her rights without ever seeing her and has no desire to do so which hurts a little, but what feels even better is looking down and just knowing Hazel Genevieve is coming home with you. Where she belongs and you and Ewan feel such joy as you strap her into her car seat to take Hazel home.

 

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Red hair and Blue eyes, Blonde Hair and Blue eyes

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Red hair and brown eyes

Birth Mother's Name: Sophia Emily Vega

 



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Posted 03 January 2016 - 01:20 PM

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Gray who has now become your husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate programs and are each working in your dream jobs - journalist and teacher. You and Gray could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Gray decide to start trying for a family, you spend 2 years trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Gray have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Gray comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters. 
 

It takes you [roll] months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Isabella Sophia Orion, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed, the child is a product of a one night stand and while against abortion, she just wants to have the baby and be done with it. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Gray want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Isabella and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Isabella is expecting a girl. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Gray are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.  (6)

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Isabella goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and brown eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Isabella signs away her rights without ever seeing her and has no desire to do so which hurts a little, but what feels even better is looking down and just knowing Lila Mae is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and Gray feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take Lila home.



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Posted 03 January 2016 - 04:04 PM

Tamsin Kenna Nordskov [29]

Studied Psychology @ Colombia University

Now works as a transpersonal psychologist

 

Casper Judah Van Bokhoven [30]

Studied Business @ Colombia University

now works as a record label manager

 

Roscoe Jasper Van Bokhoven-Nordskov [nb]

Tamsin & Casper's first child

 

Jennifer Ashley Sabik [16]

Birth mother to Roscoe

 

Peyton Stephanie Todd

[Tamsin's dorm roommate]

Studied Architecture @ Colombia University

now works as an urban planner

 

~~~

 

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Casper who has now become your husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate school programs and are each working in your dream jobs - a transpersonal psychologist and a manager for a record label. You and Casper could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Casper decide to start trying for a family, you spend 2 years trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy. 

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Casper have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Casper comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters. 
 

It takes you 6 months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were. 

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Jennifer Ashley Sabik, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed, the child is a product of a one night stand and while against abortion, she just wants to have the baby and be done with it. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Casper want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Jenna and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Jenna is expecting a boy. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Casper are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery. 

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Jenna goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and blue eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Jenna signs away her rights without ever seeing him and has no desire to do so which hurts a little, but what feels even better is looking down and just knowing Roscoe Jasper is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and Casper feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take RJ home. 



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Posted 03 January 2016 - 04:41 PM

Your name is Libby Greer Davidsen, you have brown hair and blue eyes and you're 19 years old. You're a student at Duke University and you're pursuing a major in psychology. Ever since you've come to college, you've always been focused on your studies, you've worked very hard to get into Duke and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting your scholarship money to enable you to continue, the second being you need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further your education.

 

However, today is the last day of your second year of undergrad and you've just taken your final exam, you're thrilled, and feel like you've passed all your classes with flying colors and you could not be more ecstatic. All you want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but your roommate, Jordan Presley Justice,  insists you accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. You loathe the idea, but she did help you out studying for your final in political science. So, you accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a guy comes up to you. You dismiss him at first, but he made a comment about your favorite band which kind of catches your interest. He's got blonde hair and hazel eyes and introduces himself as Shepherd Josiah Klein, he's 18 years old. You start talking to Shep and find out about him, he's apparently a legacy of the university, went to prep schools his whole life, have traveled the world with his bourgeois family and while that would usually make you feel a bit of a chip on your shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with him. You find him charming. You also find out that he is majoring in Business and the way he speaks about his major so passionately entices you. You talk for hours before your roommate stumbles over. Realizing you need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Shep to end so you exchange numbers and promise to call him later. You leave with your roommate and head back to your dorm, feeling much happier than when you arrived at the party.

 

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Shepherd who has now become your husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate programs and are each working in your dream jobs as a school psychologist and a bank examiner. You and Shep could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you decide to start trying for a family, you spend 6 years trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Shepherd have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Shep comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters.
 

It takes you a month to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Ashley Isabella Sabik, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed, the child is a product of a one night stand and while against abortion, she just wants to have the baby and be done with it. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Shep want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Ashley and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Ashley is expecting a boy. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Shepherd are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Ashley goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and green eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Ashley signs away her rights without ever seeing him and has no desire to do so which hurts a little, but what feels even better is looking down and just knowing Roman Josiah is coming home with you, where he belongs. You and Shep feel such joy as you strap him into his car seat and take Roman home.



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Posted 05 January 2016 - 10:21 AM

Gregor 'Greg' Archibald Maes [31]
Blonde Hair - Hazel Eyes - History Professor
 
Zacharias 'Zack' Jasper Maes [31]
Blonde Hair - Blue Eyes - Political Journalist
 
Sebastian 'Seb' Jasper Maes [0]
Brown Hair - Blue Eyes - Biological Child of Emily 'Milly' Sophia Vega [17]
 


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Posted 05 January 2016 - 04:35 PM

I met my husband ten years ago at that silly college party, and as much as I disliked the party scene in college, I can't help but look back on that night fondly.  Ever since that night, Ben and I started dating.  We graduated from Columbia, and Ben got an internship in the donation and fundraising department of an environmental protection organization based in New York City.  I started graduate school at NYU to get a Master's degree in psychology so I could become a licensed therapist.  Since we were both in New York, we continued to date throughout our 20's.  Eventually, Ben completed his internship and started graduate school at the University of Pennsylvania, where he got his MBA in accounting.  We had to commute from NYC to Philadelphia to see each other, but it was worth it.  I eventually graduated from NYU and moved to Philadelphia to be with Ben.  Once I completed my licensing and training, I became a psychologist at a practice about ten miles away from Ben's and my apartment.  Ben graduated and got a job as an accountant in the Office of International Education at UPenn, helping the university find the funds to sponsor trips for students interested in studying abroad.

 

Once we settled into our careers, we got married.  It was a small ceremony held at a quaint chapel outside Philadelphia in the winter.  Ben and I decided not to honeymoon and invested the money we saved into buying a three-bedroom house together, since we planned on having kids soon after getting married.

 

Ben and I started trying to conceive soon after getting married, but a year passed, and we still had no luck getting pregnant.  We visited a fertility doctor, who reported that Ben had a low sperm count, and I had an undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, making it nearly impossible for us to have a biological child together.  Ben and I were stunned and devastated.  We spent a few months going over the facts and trying to think of a solution.  As an only child, I wanted my kids to have many siblings that they could count on, since Ben has six siblings and loves being a part of a big family.

 

Six months after the news, Ben and I made the decision to visit an adoption agency.  We were matched with a birth mother who lived in rural Pennsylvania.  She was 16 and had gotten pregnant accidentally.  We met with her a few times and agreed to pay for her medical bills.  The adoption agency informed us a few months into the pregnancy that we would be the parents of a little boy.  Ben and I had agreed that we would be fine with either gender, but we were both so excited to have a son.

 

Ben and I spent the next few months converting one of our spare bedrooms into a nursery for our son.  Finally, the day of delivery arrived.  Our child's birthmother went into labor, and we waited for hours at the hospital until finally we received news that he had been born.  Our son weighed seven pounds and nine ounces and was twenty-three inches long.  He had red hair and blue-green eyes.  The birthmother signed away her rights without ever meeting him.  We took him home the next day and named him Milo Atticus Peeters.

 

The Peeters Family

 

Benedict Humphrey {32}

Finlay Cameron Stendhal {32}

 

Milo Atticus {0}

 

Ben, Finlay, & Milo


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Posted 05 January 2016 - 06:58 PM

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Ophelia, who has now become your wife.  You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate programs and are each working in your dream jobs - Biological Engineering instrument development and assistant professor researching Nietsche.  You and Ophelia could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter-patter of little feet. So, you and Ophelia decide to start trying for a family, you spend three years trying and failing to get pregnant with the help of donor sperm, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome and Endometriosis between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Ophelia have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Ophelia comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters.
 

It takes you five months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Emma Sophia Capella, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Ophelia want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Emma Sophia and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Emma Sophia is expecting a girl. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Ophelia are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.  There ends up being a nautical theme, although the favorite piece is the rocking chair 3.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens.  Emma Sophia goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with black hair and blue eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long.  Emma Sophia signs away her rights without ever seeing her. You feel incredible when you look down and just know Hazel Amity Iverske is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and Ophelia feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take Hazel home.

 

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Your name is Anwen Elspeth Raske, you have red hair and blue eyes and you're 20 years old. You're a student at Princeton University and you're pursuing a major in Biology. Ever since you've come to college, you've always been focused on your studies, you've worked very hard to get into Princeton and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting your scholarship money to enable you to continue.

 

However, today is the last of your day second year of undergrad and you've just taken your final exam, you're thrilled, and feel like you've passed all your classes with flying colors and you could not be more ecstatic. All you want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but your roommate, Leslie Peyton Iverson,  insists you accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. You loathe the idea, but she did help you out studying for your final in English. So, you accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a girl comes up to you. You dismiss her at first, but he has a witty t-shirt about the nature of time which kind of catches your interest. She's got brown hair and hazel eyes and introduces themselves as Ophelia Violet Seelen, they're 19 years old. You start talking to Ophelia and find out about them, they're apparently legacies of the university, went to prep schools their whole life, have traveled the world with their bourgeois family and while that would usually make you feel a bit of a chip on your shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Ophelia. You find them charming. You also find out that Ophelia is majoring in Philosophy and the way they speak about their major so passionately entices you. You talk for hours before your roommate stumbles over. Realizing you need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Ophelia to end so you exchange numbers and promise to call them later. You leave with your roommate and head back to your dorm, feeling much happier than when you arrived at the party.


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Posted 08 January 2016 - 02:57 PM

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Ned who has now become your husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate & law school programs and are each working in your dream jobs - a lawyer and a high school English teacher. You and Ned could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Ned decide to start trying for a family, you spend 1 year trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.
 
You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Ned have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Ned comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters. 
 
It takes you 5 months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between you and you decide you want to look into adoption. The first thing you decide is you want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes you some time to find an agency to work with and then to get your home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.
 
Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Mary Isabella Star, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Ned want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Mary and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 
 
You find out at the six month mark that Mary is expecting a girl. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Ned are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.
 
The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, you work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Mary goes into labor. It's a quick one and you're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and green eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Mary signs away her rights without ever seeing her. You feel incredible when you look down and just know Pearl Cordelia is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and Ned feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take Pearl home.
 
~~~
 
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Edmund 'Ned' Amos Mulder {31} - Black hair, blue eyes, high school English teacher
 
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Posted 12 January 2016 - 04:00 PM

Your name is Ruby Jean Olsen, you have blonde hair and blue eyes and you're 21 years old. You're a student at Fordham University and you're pursuing a major in History. Ever since you've come to college, you've always been focused on your studies, you've worked very hard to get into Fordham and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting your scholarship money to enable you to continue, the second being you need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further your education.

 

However, today is the last day of your  Junior year of undergrad and you've just taken your final exam, you're thrilled, and feel like you've passed all your classes with flying colors and you could not be more ecstatic. All you want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but your roommate, Aubrey Taylor Johnson,  insists you accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. You loathe the idea, but she did help you out studying for your final in Statistics. So, you accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a guy comes up to you. You dismiss him at first, but he made a comment about the Millionaires since I was wearing their merch which kind of catches your interest. Horatio Atticus Pender's got black hair and blue eyes and introduces themselves as Horatio, they're 21 years old. You start talking to Horatio and find out about them, they're apparently legacies of the university, went to prep schools their whole life, have traveled the world with their bourgeois family and while that would usually make you feel a bit of a chip on your shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Horatio. You find them charming. You also find out that Horatio is majoring in Biochemistry and the way they speak about their major so passionately entices you. You talk for hours before your roommate stumbles over. Realizing you need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Horatio to end so you exchange numbers and promise to call them later. You leave with your roommate and head back to your dorm, feeling much happier than when you arrived at the party.

 

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Horatio who has now become your husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate programs and are each working in your dream jobs as a history professor and a biochemist. You and Horatio could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Horatio decide to start trying for a family, you spend 1 year trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Horatio have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Horatio comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters.
 

It takes you 3 months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between you and you decide you want to look into adoption. The first thing you decide is to look into both international adoption and domestic adoption. It takes some time to find an agency to work with and then to get your home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Emma Mary Vega, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Horatio want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Emma and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

You find out at the six month mark that Emma is expecting a boy. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Horatio are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, you work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Emma goes into labor. It's a quick one and you're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and hazel eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Emma signs away her rights without ever seeing him. You feel incredible when you look down and just know August Tobias Pender is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and Horatio feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take Gus home.
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Horatio and Ruby with Gus

 



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Posted 18 January 2016 - 08:44 PM

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Ruby Isobel Albertson Klein

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Posted 30 January 2016 - 09:21 PM

My name is Flora Lorna Larsen, I have Brown Hair and Brown Eyes and I'm twenty-one years old. I'm a student at Fordham University and you're pursuing a major in Political Science. Ever since I came to college, I've always been focused on my studies, I've worked very hard to get into Fordham and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting my scholarship money to enable me to continue, the second being I need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further my education.

 

However, today is the last day of my junior year of undergrad and I've just taken my final exam, I'm thrilled, and feel like I've passed all my classes with flying colors and I could not be more ecstatic. All I want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but my roommate, James Lincoln Avery,  insists I accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. I loathe the idea, but she did help me out studying for my final in The Anthropology of Food. So, I accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a guy comes up to me. I dismiss him at first, but he made a comment about my favorite band, Maroon 5, which kind of catches my interest. He's got Black Hair and Brown Eyes and introduces themselves as Dashiell Dudley Verhoeven, they're eighteen years old. I start talking to Dashiell and find out about him, he is apparently a legacy of the university, went to prep schools his whole life, has traveled the world with his bourgeois family and while that would usually make me feel a bit of a chip on my shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Dash, for some reason. I find him charming. I also find out that Dashiell is majoring in Philosophy and the way Dashspeak about his major so passionately it entices me. We talk for hours before James stumbles over. Realizing I need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Dashiell  to end, so we exchange numbers and I promise to call him later. I leave with James and head back to my dorm, feeling much happier than when I'd arrived at the party.

 

I met my husband ten years ago at that silly college party, and as much as I disliked the party scene in college, I can't help but look back on that night fondly.  Ever since that night, Dash and I started dating.  We graduated from Fordham, and Dash ended up working for his family's company while I went right into Law School at Columbia - Since we were both in New York, we continued to date throughout our 20's.  Eventually, Dash completed his internship with his family, and attended graduate school at Yale University, where he got his PHD in Philosophy and finished off a degree in pedagogy.  We had to commute from NYC to New Haven  to see each other, but it was worth it.  I eventually graduated from Columbia and moved to New Haven to be with Dashiell.  Once I completed my bar exam and passed it with New York, D.C, Connecticut, Florida and New Jersey under my belt, I became an Attorney at a practice about ten miles away from Dash's and my apartment.  Dash graduated and got a job as a Visiting Assistant Professor of Philosophy in the Philosophy Departments at Yale University and Wesleyan at the undergraduate levels.

 

Once we settled into our careers, we got married.  It was a small ceremony held at a quaint chapel outside New Haven in the winter.  Dashiell and I decided to honeymoon in a few places over the course of three weeks during the winter break of college - Nice, France; Santorini, Greece and Tokyo, Japan. We used the lump sum of money that Dashiell's parents had gifted us for the wedding invested the money we saved into buying a four-bedroom house together, since we planned on having kids soon after getting married.

 

Dashiell and I started trying to conceive soon after getting married, but a year passed, and we still had no luck getting pregnant.  We visited a fertility doctor, who reported that Dashiell had a low sperm count, and I had an undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, making it nearly impossible for us to have a biological child together.  Dashiell and I were stunned and devastated.  We spent a few months going over the facts and trying to think of a solution.  As an only child, I wanted my kids to have many siblings that they could count on, since Dashiell has a load of siblings and loves being a part of a big family.

 

Six months after the news, Dashiell and I made the decision to visit an adoption agency.  We were matched with a birth mother, Ashley Emma-Mary Mars,  who lived in rural Pennsylvania.  She was 16 and had gotten pregnant accidentally.  We met with her a few times and agreed to pay for her medical bills.  The adoption agency informed us a few months into the pregnancy that we would be the parents of a little girl. Dash and I had agreed that we would be fine with either gender, but we were both so excited to have a daughter.

 

Ben and I spent the next few months converting one of our spare bedrooms into a nursery for our daughter.  Finally, the day of delivery arrived. Ashley went into labor, and we waited for hours at the hospital until finally we received news that she had been born.  Our daughter weighed seven pounds and nine ounces and was twenty-three inches long.  She had Blonde Hair and Green eyes.  Ashley signed away her rights without ever meeting her.  We took her home the next day and named her Poppy Genevieve Verhoeven.

 

The Verhoeven Family

 

DW: Flora Lorna Verhoeven (nee Larsen) [32] [Brown Hair & Brown Eyes] [Attorney]

DH: Dashiell Dudley Verhoeven [29] [Black Hair & Brown Eyes] [Philosophy Professor]

 

DAD1: Poppy Genevieve Verhoeven [0] [Blonde Hair & Green Eyes]

(Adopted Domestically; birth mother: Ashley Mars)

 

Flora and Dashiell Verhoeven; with Poppy

 

 



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Posted 07 March 2016 - 11:02 AM

My name is Poppy Esme Rowena Storstrand, I have Brown Hair and Brown Eyes and I'm twenty years old. I'm a student at Brown University and you're pursuing a major in History. Ever since I came to college, I've always been focused on my studies, I've worked very hard to get into Brown and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting my scholarship money to enable me to continue, the second being I need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further my education.

 

However, today is the last day of my junior year of undergrad and I've just taken my final exam, I'm thrilled, and feel like I've passed all my classes with flying colors and I could not be more ecstatic. All I want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but my roommate, Casey Sawyer Dylan,  insists I accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. I loathe the idea, but she did help me out studying for my final in Logic. So, I accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a girl comes up to me. I dismiss her at first, but she made a funny joke about Trump's campaign, which kind of catches my interest. She's got Brown Hair and Hazel Eyes and introduces themselves as Cornelia Genevieve Vervloet, they're nineteen years old. I start talking to Cornelia and find out about her, she is apparently a legacy of the university, went to prep schools her whole life, has traveled the world with her bourgeois family and while that would usually make me feel a bit of a chip on my shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Cornelia, for some reason. I find her  charming. I also find out that Cornelia is majoring in Political Science and the way Cornelia speak about her major so passionately it entices me. We talk for hours before Casey  stumbles over. Realizing I need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Cornelia  to end, so we exchange numbers and I promise to call her later. I leave with Casey and head back to my dorm, feeling much happier than when I'd arrived at the party.

 

 

I met my wife ten years ago at that silly college party, and as much as I disliked the party scene in college, I can't help but look back on that night fondly.  Ever since that night, Cornelia and I started dating.  We graduated from Brown, and Cornelia ends up deciding to attend Law School at Columbia while I attended NYU to do a PHD program in History and in pedagogy, of course we moved to NYC together and shared an apartment in the Upper East Side that belonged to Cornelia'a family, we enjoyed being young and in our twenties together, living the good life in love and it was honestly magical. By the end of it all, Cornelia graduated law school and got a position as an entry level Lawyer at Barden, Vervloet & Associates while I started working at Barnard College, Fordham University and St. Johns's University as a Visiting Assistant Professor of History.

 

Once we settled into our careers, we got married.  It was actually quite the large affair, mostly on Cornelia's side. I had a few childhood friends and college friends, my mother and then co-workers, but Cornelia well, she had her parents, siblings, the in-laws on all sides, her friends, all the girls from her old private high school, family friends and then her work colleagues.  We rented out a huge hotel with a large ballroom, it was catered by a celebrity chef and pastry chef, we had the the ceremony inside on a breezy, fall day. It was honestly a wonderful event even though I can only remember some of the people I had met. There were hundreds. Cornelia decided to take my last name as Afterwards, Cornelia and I decided to honeymoon in a few places over the course of three weeks during the winter break of college - Kauai, Hawaii; Reykjavik, Iceland and Amsterdam, The Netherlands. After our fun was said and done we used the lump sum of money that Cornelia's parents had gifted us for the wedding into buying a five-bedroom house together in Westchester County since we planned on having kids soon after getting married. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter-patter of little feet. So, Cornelia and I decide to start trying for a family, we spend two years trying and failing to get pregnant with the help of donor sperm, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

 We visited a fertility doctor, who reported that a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome in myself and Endometriosis in Cornelia. Cornelia and I were stunned and devastated.  We spent a few months going over the facts and trying to think of a solution.  As an only child, I wanted my kids to have many siblings that they could count on, since Cornelia has a load of siblings and loves being a part of a big family.

 

Four months after the news, Cornelia and I made the decision to visit an adoption agency.  It took a few visits, making a book about our lives, but not too long after we were matched with a birth mother, Jennifer Emily Altair,  who lived in rural South Dakota.  She was 16 and had gotten pregnant accidentally.  We met with her a few times and agreed to pay for her medical bills, some bills related to pregnancy such as birthing classes and maternity wear.  The adoption agency informed us a few months into the pregnancy that we would be the parents of a little boy. Cornelia and I had agreed that we would be fine with either gender, but we were both so excited to have a son.

 

Cornelia and I spent the next few months converting one of our spare bedrooms into a nursery for our son.  Finally, the day of delivery arrived. Jennifer went into labor, and we waited for hours at the hospital until finally we received news that he had been born.  Our son weighed seven pounds and nine ounces and was twenty-three inches long.  He had Blonde Hair and Brown Eyes. Jennifer signed away her rights without ever meeting him.  We took him home the next day and named him Stellan Tobias Judah Storstrand since he's our little star.

 

The Storstrand Family

 

DW: Poppy Esme Rowena Storstrand [32] [Red Hair & Blue Eyes] [History Professor]

DW: Cornelia Genevieve Storstrand (nee Vervloet) [31] [Brown Hair & Hazel Eyes] [Lawyer]

 

DAS1: Stellan Tobias Judah Storstrand [0] [Blonde Hair & Brown Eyes]

(Adopted Domestically; birth mother: Jennifer Altair)

 

Poppy and Cornelia Storstrand; with Stellan 



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Posted 11 March 2016 - 08:50 PM

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Cleo who has now become your wife. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate programs and are each working in your dream jobs -a teacher and mayor. You and Cleo could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Cleo decide to start trying for a family, you spend 2 year(s) trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that Arabella has a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Cleo have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Cleo comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters. 
 

It takes you two months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Jennifer Isabella Mars , who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Cleo want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Jennifer and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Jennifer is expecting a girl. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Cleo are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Jennifer goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and green eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Jennifer signs away her rights without ever seeing her. You feel incredible when you look down and just know Clementine Eliza Rapp is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and Cleo feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take Clementine home.

 

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Clementine {0}



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Posted 12 March 2016 - 11:46 AM

Your name is Matilda Agnes Jensen, you have blonde hair and green eyes and you're 20 years old. You're a student at Stanford university and you're pursuing a major in psychology. Ever since you've come to college, you've always been focused on your studies, you've worked very hard to get into [your school] and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting your scholarship money to enable you to continue, the second being you need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further your education.

 

However, today is the last of your day junior year of undergrad and you've just taken your final exam, you're thrilled, and feel like you've passed all your classes with flying colors and you could not be more ecstatic. All you want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but your roommate, Jamie Morgan,  insists you accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. You loathe the idea, but she did help you out studying for your final in math. So, you accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a girl comes up to you. You dismiss her at first, but she made a funny joke which kind of catches your interest. Ginny's got brown hair and blueeyes and introduces themselves as Imogen Violet Mudler, she's 21 years old. You start talking to Ginny and find out about her, she's apparently legacies of the university, went to prep schools their whole life, have traveled the world with their bourgeois family and while that would usually make you feel a bit of a chip on your shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Ginny. You find her charming. You also find out that Ginny is majoring in biochemistry and the way they speak about their major so passionately entices you. You talk for hours before your roommate stumbles over. Realizing you need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Ginny to end so you exchange numbers and promise to call them later. You leave with your roommate and head back to your dorm, feeling much happier than when you arrived at the party.

 

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It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Ginny who has now become your wife. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate/medical school programs and are each working in your dream jobs - a psychologist and a biomedical scientist. You and Ginny could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Ginny decide to start trying for a family, you spend one year trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of either of us having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Ginny have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Ginny comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters.
 

It takes you one month to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Emily Sophia Luna, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Ginny want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Emily and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Emily is expecting a girl. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Ginny are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Emily goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and blue eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Emily signs away her rights without ever seeing her. You feel incredible when you look down and just know Violet Beatrice is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and Ginny feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take Violet home.

 

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Posted 29 March 2016 - 05:28 AM

My name is Rhiannon Maisie JørgensenI have red hair and blue eyes and I'm 22 years old. I'm a student at Stanford University and I'm pursuing a major in Forensic Anthropology. Ever since I've come to college, I've always been focused on my studies. I've worked very hard to get into Stanford and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting my scholarship money to enable me to continue; the second being I need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further my education.

 

However, today is the last day of my fourth year of being an undergrad and I've just taken my final exam, I'm thrilled, and feel like I've passed all my classes with flying colors, and I could not be more ecstatic. All I want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some Netflix, but my roommate, Ashton Jameson Shepard,  insists I accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. I loathe the idea, but she did help me out studying for my final in Biology. So, I accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a guy comes up to me. I dismiss him at first, but he made a comment about my favorite band, which kind of catches my interest. He's got blackhair and green eyes (but wears light blue contacts) and introduces himself as Stellan Felix van de Laar. He's 18 years old. I start talking to Stellan and find out about him. He's apparently a legacy of the university, went to prep schools his whole life, has traveled the world with his bourgeois family and while that would usually make me feel a bit of a chip on my shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Stellan. I find him charming. I also find out that Stellan is majoring in Biochemistry, and the way he speaks about his major so passionately, entices me. We talk for hours before my roommate stumbles over. Realizing I need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Stellan to end, we exchange numbers and I promise to call him later. I leave with my roommate and head back to my dorm, feeling much happier than when I arrived at the party.

 

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It's been ten years since the night of the party, and I honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night I met Stellan, who has now become my husband. We've both graduated from not only our undergrad programs, but from our respective medical school programs and are working in our dream jobs - I'm a Forensic Anthropologist and he's a Biochemist. Stellan and I could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, Stellan and I decide to start trying for a family. We spend 2 years trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

We see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs us that between the two of us there is a low sperm count, and apparently a previously un-diagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome with me. The chance of us having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns us both. We go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but we mostly grieve our loss. Both Stellan and I have always wanted a big family; me as an only child and Stellan comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters. 
 

It takes us 1 month to finally broach the subject of what we two want to do next - stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later we've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that we would be matched with someone - then one day we were.

 

Our case worker informs us that we've been chosen by a young teen, Jessica Sophia Alcyone, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While we feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of our chest. Stellan and I want this. We want to be parents. We meet with Jessica, and she comes to our house. We all talk and in the end, we sign the papers. We agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased, and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Jessica is expecting a boy. Either sex would have been okay, but Stellan and I are just so thrilled. The first thing we do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things we have always wanted to buy. We spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and we honestly cry. We never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor we would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast. We work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Jessica goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Our little one is born perfect with blonde hair and brown eyes, weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Jessica signs away her rights without ever seeing him. We feel incredible when we look down and just know Levi Josiah is coming home with us, where he belongs, and Stellan and I feel such joy as we strap him into his car seat to take him home.

 

The van de Laar Family

 

DW: Rhiannon Maisie van de Laar (nee Jørgensen) [33] {Red Hair and Blue Eyes}

DH: Stellan Felix van de Laar [29] {Black Hair and Green Eyes}

 

DAS: Levi Josiah van de Laar [0] {Blonde Hair and Brown Eyes}

 

Rhi and Stel with; 

Levi



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Posted 23 May 2017 - 07:15 PM

My name is Annabel Fiona Lauritzen, I have long, wavy blonde hair and green eyes and I'm 21 years old. I'm a student at Brown University and I'm pursuing a major in Physcology. Ever since I've come to college, I've always been focused on my studies, I've worked very hard to get into Brown and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting my scholarship money to enable me to continue, the second being I need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further my education.

However, today is the last day of my Junior year in undergrad and I've just taken your final exam, I'm thrilled, and I feel like I've passed all my classes with flying colors and I could not be more ecstatic. All I want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but my roommate, Noah Finley Taylor, insists I accompany her to a party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. I loathe the idea, but she did help me out studying for my final in History. So, I accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time while I hang out on the outskirts of the party.

Suddenly, a guy comes up to me. I dismiss him at first, but he tells a stupid joke which kind of catches my interest. He's got bark brown hair and stunning blue eyes and introduces himself as Mordecai Tobias Archibald, or Kai, and he's also 21 years old. I start talking to Kai and find out about him, he's apparently a legacy of the university, went to prep schools his whole life, has traveled the world with his bourgeois family, and while that would usually make me feel a bit of a chip on my shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Kai. I find him charming. I also find out that Kai is majoring in philosophy,
and the way he speaks about his major so passionately entices me. We talk for hours before Noah stumbles over. Realizing I need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Kai to end, we exchange numbers and I promise to call him later. I leave with my roommate and head back to our dorm, feeling much happier than when I first arrived at the party.

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It's been ten years since the night of the party, and I honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Kai, who has now become my husband. We've both graduated from not only our undergrad programs, but from our respective graduate programs and are each working in our dream jobs - I'm a well-paid phycologist and he's a philosopher. Kai and I could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, Kai and I decide to start trying for a family, we spend one year trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

We see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs us that between the two of us, there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. The chance of us having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns us both, we go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but we mostly grieve our loss. Both Kai and I have always wanted a big family, me as an only child and then Kai comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters.

It takes us two months to finally broach the subject of what we want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later we've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day we were.

Our case worker informs us that we've been chosen by a young teen, Jennifer Sophia Capella, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While I feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of my chest. Kai and I want this, we want to be parents. We meet with Jenny and she comes to our house. We all talk and in the end, we sign the papers. We agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties.

We find out at the six month mark that Jenny is expecting a girl. Either sex would have been okay, but Kai and I are just so thrilled. The first thing we both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things we have always wanted to buy. We spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning, setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and I honestly cry. I had never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor I would ever get to set up a nursery.

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Jenny goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Our little girl is born on January 9th, with perfect with dark brown hair like Kai's and gorgeous ocean blue eyes, weighing in at 7 pounds & 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Jenny signs away her rights without ever seeing her. I feel incredible when I look down and just know that Lila Amity Archibald is coming home with us. Where she belongs, and Kai and I feel such joy as we strap her into the car seat to take Lila home.



Annabel Fiona "Annie" Archibald (neé Lauritzen) {27} [Blonde hair & Green eyes]
Mordecai Tobias "Kai" Archibald {28} [Brown hair & Blue eyes]
Lila Amity Archibald {0} [Brown hair & Blue eyes]

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Posted 24 May 2017 - 08:28 AM

Your name is is Phillipa Lillias Isla Robert. It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Alistair Rufus Robert who has now become your husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate programs and are each working in your dream jobs - as a Creative Writing Author and a Buisness Owner. You and Alistair could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Alistair decide to start trying for a family, you spend 1 year trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Alistair have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Alistair comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters. 
 

It takes you five months to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your caseworker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Mary Emma Jupiter Capella, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Alistair want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Mary and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six-month mark that Mary is expecting a little girl. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Alistair are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Mary goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and blue eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Mary signs away her rights without ever seeing her. You feel incredible when you look down and just know Clementine Lola Edith is coming home with you. Where they belong and you and Alistair feel such joy as you strap them into their car seat to take Emmi home.



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Posted 27 May 2017 - 08:31 PM

It's been ten years since the night of the party and you honestly cannot help but to look back fondly on it. It's the first night you met Caspian, who has now become your husband. You've both graduated from not only your undergrad programs, but from your respective graduate/law school/medical school programs and are each working in your dream jobs - as a first grade teacher and an accountant. You and Caspian could not be happier right now. However, there does seem to be something missing. The pitter patter of little feet. So, you and Caspian decide to start trying for a family, you spend 1 year trying and failing to get pregnant, but nothing happens. No pregnancy.

 

You see a fertility doctor who unfortunately informs you that between the two of you there is a low sperm count and apparently a previously undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome between you. The chance of you two having a biological child together is next to near impossible. The first thought of it stuns you both, you go home with that knowledge and both discuss some options, but you mostly grieve your loss. Both you and Caspian have always wanted a big family, you as an only child and then Caspian comes from a big family with a slew of brothers and sisters. 
 

It takes you one month to finally broach the subject of what you two want to do next, stay childless or look into adoption. It's an easy discussion between us and we decide we want to look into adoption. The first thing we decide is we want to look into both international adoption and into domestic adoption. It takes us some time to find an agency to work with and then to get our home looked into and approved for viability. It's a longer process then expected, but a year later you've been set up by the agency and made an adoption book and just hoped that you would be matched with someone; then one day you were.

 

Your case worker informs you that you've been chosen by a young teen, Emily Sophia Star, who has fallen pregnant. She wants the adoption to be closed. While you feel sorry for the girl, an excitement does well inside of your chest. You and Caspian want this, you want to be parents. You meet with Emily and she comes to your house. You all talk and in the end, you sign the papers. You agree to help pay for the cost of her pregnancy from now on, from making sure her medical bills are paid, new maternity clothes are purchased and help her with getting good healthy food. Other than that there is minimal contact which works well for all parties. 

 

We find out at the six month mark that Emily is expecting a girl. Either sex would have been okay, but you and Caspian are just so thrilled. The first thing you both do is go to half a dozen baby stores and purchase all the things you have always wanted to buy. You spend hours after, well into the night and wee hours of the morning setting up a nursery. It looks so beautiful and you honestly cry. You never thought that first night after seeing the infertility doctor you would ever get to set up a nursery.

 

The rest of the pregnancy goes by so fast, I work through the whole situation by working extra hours and then well, it happens. Emily goes into labor. It's a quick one and we're there the whole time in the waiting room. Your little one is born perfect with blonde hair and brown eyes weighing in at 7 pounds and 9 ounces and 23 inches long. Emily signs away her rights without ever seeing her. You feel incredible when you look down and just know Iris Mae is coming home with you. Where she belongs and you and Caspian feel such joy as you strap her into her car seat to take Iris home.

 

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LN: Lucas

DH: Caspian Felix Lucas (30) Looks

DW: Hermione Nessa Lucas (née Hall) (31) Looks

DAD: Iris Mae Lucas (newborn)



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Posted 28 May 2017 - 12:25 PM

My name is Arabella Jamesina Rundstrom, I have Black Hair and Brown Eyes and I'm twenty-one years old. I'm a student at Columbia University and you're pursuing a major in Biology. Ever since I came to college, I've always been focused on my studies, I've worked very hard to get into Columbia and need to maintain a certain GPA to continue getting my scholarship money to enable me to continue, the second being I need to be able to get scholarships to go on and further my education.

 

However, today is the last day of my senior year of undergrad and I've just taken my final exam, I'm thrilled, and feel like I've passed all my classes with flying colors and I could not be more ecstatic. All I want to do now is sleep, maybe watch some netflix, but my roommate, Justice Harley Duncan,  insists I accompany her to the party to make sure she gets home safe since she plans on drinking. I loathe the idea, but she did help me out studying for my final in Journalism. So, I accompany her to the party and watch her have a good time and hang out on the outskirts of the party.

 

Suddenly, a guy comes up to me. I dismiss him at first, but he made a comment about my favorite tv show, The Magicians, which kind of catches my interest. He's got Brown Hair and Blue Eyes and introduces themselves as Lloyd Humphrey Vossen, they're nineteen years old. I start talking to Lloyd and find out about him, he is apparently a legacy of the university, went to prep schools his whole life, has traveled the world with his bourgeois family and while that would usually make me feel a bit of a chip on my shoulder, for some reason, it doesn't with Lloyd, for some reason. I find him charming. I also find out that Lloyd is majoring in Business and the way Lloyd speak about his major so passionately it entices me. We talk for hours before Justice stumbles over. Realizing I need to get her home, but not wanting the conversation with Lloyd to end, so we exchange numbers and I promise to call him later. I leave with Justice and head back to my dorm, feeling much happier than when I'd arrived at the party.

 

I met my husband ten years ago at that silly college party, and as much as I disliked the party scene in college, I can't help but look back on that night fondly.  Ever since that night, Lloyd and I started dating.  We graduated from Columbia, and Lloyd ended up working for his family's company while I went right into Medical School at NYU - Since we were both in New York, we continued to date throughout our 20's.  Eventually, Lloyd completed his internship with his family, and attended graduate school for business at Columbia University. Once we both completed school, I became a Pediatrician at Mount Sinai in NYC and Lloyd went back to working as an Executive at his father's company.

 

Once we settled into our careers, we got married.  It was a rather large ceremony with a ton of both of our associates at Oheka Castle on Long Island.  Lloyd and I decided to honeymoon in a few places over the course of three weeks Dublin, Ireland, Paris, France and ending in The Bahamas. We used the lump sum of money that Lloyd's parents had gifted us for the wedding invested the money we saved into buying a four-bedroom house together, since we planned on having kids soon after getting married.

 

Lloyd and I started trying to conceive soon after getting married, but a year passed, and we still had no luck getting pregnant.  We visited a fertility doctor, who reported that Lloyd had a low sperm count, and I had an undiagnosed case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, making it nearly impossible for us to have a biological child together.  Lloyd and I were stunned and devastated.  We spent a few months going over the facts and trying to think of a solution.  As an only child, I wanted my kids to have many siblings that they could count on, since Lloyd has a load of siblings and loves being a part of a big family.

 

Six months after the news, Lloyd and I made the decision to visit an adoption agency.  We were matched with a birth mother, Jessica Isabella Luna,  who lived in a rural area in Vermont.  She was 16 and had gotten pregnant accidentally.  We met with her a few times and agreed to pay for her medical bills.  The adoption agency informed us a few months into the pregnancy that we would be the parents of a little girl. Lloyd and I had agreed that we would be fine with either gender, but we were both so excited to have a daughter.

 

Lloyd and I spent the next few months converting one of our spare bedrooms into a nursery for our daughter.  Finally, the day of delivery arrived. Jessica  went into labor, and we waited for hours at the hospital until finally we received news that she had been born.  Our daughter weighed seven pounds and nine ounces and was twenty-three inches long.  She had Brown Hair and Green Eyes. Jessica signed away her rights without even seeing the baby another time.  We took her home the next day and named her Flora Veronica Vossen.

 

 

The Vossen Family

 

ME: Arabella Jamesina Vossen (nee Rundstrom) [33] [Black Hair & Brown Eyes] [Pediatrician]

LI: Lloyd Humphrey Vossen [30] [Brown Hair & Blue Eyes] [Business Executive]

 

DAD1: Flora Veronica Vossen [0] [Brown Hair & Green Eyes]

(Adopted Domestically; birth mother: Jessica Luna)

 

Arabella and Lloyd Vossen; with Flora

 







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