Hi, you don't know us but we want your sperm...

Well, yup, that just about exactly how it went.

We knocked on KD's door and had probably one of the most awkward conversations ever. This was less than 24 hours after we'd been sitting in the bar and our friend suggested him. He did come highly recommended from everyone who knew him. We'd also spent hours looking at photos and even found a campus newspaper article that he was featured in. We really wanted this to work but that first step felt nearly impossible.

We debated the merits of asking our mutual friend to ask him to come bowling with us or something causal like that. She said that seemed weird and she didn't feel comfortable luring him into a false get-together just so that we could check him out. I am pretty sure that she would have explained the whole situation to him and offered to introduce us. I really felt like this was our responsibility though, and we probably shouldn't drag someone else into it.

So, E made me PROMISE that I'd do all the talking. She was excited and decided that we should "go for it" but couldn't even begin to think of what to say. So, we found his dorm room, knocked, and by some miracle, he was actually there and his roommate was not.

I introduced us and paused for a few seconds trying to think of what to say next. I think he got the idea that there was something that I was having trouble explaining. He invited us in and I suggested that we all sit down because this was going to be a really weird conversation and we might as well be as comfortable as possible.

I basically told him the whole story about how E and I were frustrated with the process that we were going through and someone had suggested that he would be perfect. We told him about all the research we'd done about him and the things that we particularly liked.

KD's first question, oddly enough, was who had recommended him. He thought it was really cool that one of his friends would suggest him for something like this.

Then he said, "Well, I think I've already made my decision so I guess I should just tell you". That was it, I was absolutely sure that this was the opening line to a "Thanks but no thanks" speech. I felt like an idiot. I think I jumped in with something like "Well, take your time". He continued by saying that even though none of us knows each other very well, he feels like he's a pretty good judge of character and that he "Loves us already".

I think both of us were still sitting there staring at him waiting for him to say no. So, finally, I said, "So, does that mean... yes?". He laughed and said, "Yeah".

Wow, so I wanted to be clear on what we wanted. I explained that our requirements would be a minimum of giving up parental rights and allowing the child to contact him when s/he turns 18 and a maximum would be giving up parental rights but maintaining some contact 1-2 times per year. I asked him what he thought of those options.

Now, this is something that I love about KD - He's so funny because his minor is psychology and he plays the part perfectly - "What would you prefer?" I think he answers almost everything that we ask him that way. He said that he'd be comfortable with either option.

So, we've actually gotten together with him a few times over the past few weeks. He's funny and kind and I'm so scared now that he might change his mind. He seems to be fine. Every time that I see him, I ask if he's still OK with everything. So far the answer has always been yes.

Today is 97 days from when we hope to start. Uggg, I want it to be June NOW. I know that we're totally not ready yet. I still have a ton of work to finish on the house... but I hate the stress of waiting and wondering if this is all going to work. Oh well, I keep telling myself that 3 months will pass very quickly.