What I’ve Learned Working at Vermont Surrogacy Network These Last Five Months

If you’d told me a few years ago that I’d be working in the world of surrogacy, I probably would’ve laughed and gone right back to ordering parts or labeling jars of homemade body butter.

For twenty years, I worked in manufacturing logistics. Ordering parts, organizing shipments, keeping production lines moving. It was all about precision and timing, which, funny enough, turns out to be pretty useful in surrogacy too. Along the way, I dabbled in a few creative and entrepreneurial ventures. Making and selling soaps, oils, and salts, giving MLMs a (very unsuccessful) try, and these days, channeling my creative side as both a practicing astrologer and a part-time cake decorator at a local warehouse store.

And, of course, I’m a mom of two, one teen, one pre-teen, which means I spend my days balancing deep life talks, soccer schedules, big emotional outbursts and the occasional dramatic eye roll.

All those pieces, logistics, creativity, chaos, and motherhood, somehow fit together perfectly in my work now at Vermont Surrogacy Network.

From the moment I started, what struck me most was how personal everything feels. There are only four of us, and every single person here is hands-on. We all know something about each surrogate and intended parent — not just names on a spreadsheet, but their stories, their quirks, their personalities. It doesn’t feel like a “business.” It feels like family. We tease each other constantly, laugh through the stress, and find joy in the middle of the wildest days. It’s a rare kind of workplace. It’s the kind that feels alive and vibrant, even if a little chaotic at times.

And the surrogates… they amaze me every single day. Connecting with them is one of my favorite parts of this job. As a mom myself, I’m in awe of their courage and generosity. The way they give so much of themselves for another family. Some have had storybook journeys; others have faced heartbreak along the way. But through it all, their hearts never waver.

One surrogate texts me after every appointment just to tell me how it went, little details, updates, feelings. Those texts don’t feel like work; they feel like messages from a friend. That’s the beauty of this role. It’s not about forms or checklists; it’s about connection.

Now, don’t get me wrong; there are hectic days. When everyone hits the medical or legal “bottleneck” at the same time, my brain feels like it’s juggling flaming torches while riding a unicycle. But honestly? I love it. It keeps me engaged and reminds me how many moving parts it takes to create something this beautiful.

The intended parents bring a kind of joy that’s hard to describe; especially those becoming parents for the first time after so much heartbreak. You can feel the relief in their words, the gratitude in their eyes. And the surrogates… I swear they’re superhuman. They give not just the gift of life, but their time, their empathy, and their open hearts.

This work has changed me. Having gone through two miscarriages myself, but also having two healthy, beautiful kids, I’ve always carried a mix of grief and gratitude. Now, hearing these stories and seeing these families come together has deepened that gratitude even more. It makes me pause, look at my own kids, and think, Wow. How lucky am I?

I’m endlessly proud of these women. Yes, they’re generously compensated, but what they give goes so far beyond that. They build real relationships with intended parents, many that last long after the baby is born. Those connections are what make this work so meaningful.

Surrogacy isn’t just about appointments, contracts, or medical steps. It’s about people. It’s about trust, kindness, and love in its most generous form.

In these past five months, I’ve learned that what we do here isn’t just about helping families grow. It’s about helping hearts heal, helping new friendships bloom, moving humanity forward one baby at a time. And honestly? I can’t imagine anything more beautiful than that.