Bonklet Landing Pad

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The Monkey and I saw Dr. P, our new doctor, this afternoon. Once the consult was done, she hopped out from behind her desk with a smile and asked, “Shall we visit the babies?!” We had a tour of the birthing facilities scheduled for later that day so thought she was offering to take us to the nursery for a sneak preview or something. How bizarre, I thought. But it turns out she meant to let us peek at the Bonklets via a quick ultrasound. We didn’t have an ultrasound scheduled so it was a fun surprise.

Dr. P was a cheery relief after our earlier experience with Dr. “No, you can’t come in the room with the patient.” I understand that complete doctor-patient confidentiality is necessary in some situations, but she handled the whole thing in that “really, I’m comfortable with queers, but actually have never talked to any I know of so don’t know what to do you in my office” way. I resigned myself to waiting-room Siberia. The kicker here is that she rents office space with two dudes who specialize in rectal medicine. So my wait-time reading options consisted of a range of anal wart brochures. Thank you, but no thank you.

But, I digress. It was just a quick look at the Bonklets, but Dr. K says they look good. They were moving a bit, but seemed mostly to be floating. Lately, they’ve been drumming and tap dancing a lot and I’ve squealed when I see them them set the Monkey’s shirts aflutter.

We then made our way to the tour of the birthing facilities. St.Luke’s/Roosevelt established NYC’s first minimally invasive birthing center. This means you can give birth in a room decorated in Laura Ashley hospital-chic and equipped with a spa-size jacuzzi. It’s more than that, of course, but they don’t allow twin births in those rooms so I was more focused on other aspects. Mostly, I imagined what it would be like to be there waiting for the Bonklets to arrive.

Here’s the view our peoples can show the Bonklets from the visitor room. Well, ok, the Bonklets won’t be able to really see much while in the hospital…but come visit and you can see and tell them all about it!

And this will be their first view of the world outside of womb and hospital. Perfectly mundane, yet I know it’s going to feel like the beginning of my life’s biggest adventure.

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The Bonklets are coming!

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Bonklets, indeed…plural! The Monkey is preggers, with twins! If all goes as planned, they will make their appeareance in early August.

It is our deepest and most sincere wish that the twins will be graced with even a fraction of the love of and for community that made our journey possible. So, this inaugural post for what will eventually become www.bonklets.org is my meager attempt to bridge the bi-coastal and Pacific Ocean divides. Yes, my first purchase for the Bonklets was an url. Mets onesies were a close second, but I restrained myself.

Almost three years ago, The Monkey and I began a conversation with Bob, our dear friend and donor, and Elaine, the trusted guardian of our future progeny, to explore becoming an Official* Couple Trying to Conceive. Our optimistic assumption that it’d take a few tries and we’d be on the road to Preggersville was proven wrong. Months became nearly 3 years of glum research and relentless visits to fertility doctors, accupuncturists, herbalists, chiropractors, energy healers, and cat whisperers. Along the process, we leaned heavily on our peoples for encouragement, laughs and even assistance with the numerous syringes and needles involved. Ok, no cat whisperers (other than myself) were involved, but we did add a rather colorful cat to our household in that timeframe…

Our impending parenthood was only made possible by a deep appreciation for the absurd, unflagging enthusiasm of our chosen and bio families, Elaine’s undying support and the letters BS –that would be Bob’s Sperm. We’re deeply grateful that Bob is not just a Sperm vehicle, but the most engaged, supportive and thoughtful donor-partner we could wish for.**

Our experience taught us earlier than most parents that “it takes a village…” We so appreciate having so many milestones and moments of gratitude to mark–and the Bonklets aren’t even here yet. We are humbled by and ineffably appreciative of YOU who have carried us along this path. (I mean YOU personally because I know the readership stats of this blog hovers at 15 on a high traffic day which means I actually Know Your Name and can say I Love You Much).

I’m still figuring out how I want to set up the separate site, but the Bonklets are getting impatient and have news to share. So in the meantime, I’ll be posting here to keep our good peoples in the loop and to inundate you with my ceaseless fascination with all things preggy, twin and baby-related. Things like, if we compare Bonklet size to fruits and vegetables, what would they be now? Well, this week, they are the size of a mango.

Comments, guest posts and other online engagement are most encouraged.

I’m still feeling out how much I want to cross-post to facebook, twitter etc. So for now, the best way to keep up to date is to 1) make this your homepage. Really? I think not; 2) subscribe to the RSS feed; and/or 3) check back whenever you feel inclined.
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*Official is in caps because well before our first attempt, The Monkey, Bob, Elaine and I found it necessary to execute detailed legal documents to delineate parenting rights and account for the possible pre-mature demise of The Monkey or myself. Not a fan of marriage, but let’s just say straight parents have it easy in the family recognition department.

**For anyone who believes that being a Known Donor is just about filling the turkey baster, think again. Consider–3 day ovulation windows dictating bi-coastal trips (for which there are no parenting or sick leaves), multiple blood tests, invasive health exams, abstaining from hot tubs and tight underwear, nosy Federal government inquiries into all kinds of things they have no business asking about… all layered with lesbonic processing of the experience.

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Chahan–Menkuitei

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Menkuitei’s ramen is ok in a jam, but the kitchen food is solid. The chahan (fried rice) and yasai itame (stir fried veggies with…pork) were savory without being too salty. I also had the hamachi kama and it was meaty and perfectly grilled. The cucumber kimchi had a nice katsuobushi/dashi undertone that made me think it was housemade. The Monkey ordered a disappointing anmitsu. Who knew kanten could get all stale and mealy? Gross. But all in all, Menkuitei is in my rotation of eats.

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