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so it was reassuring when I saw Copenhagen Cryo was certified by the Danish Ministry of Health as a quality provider, and that they could guarantee healthy sperm, as each donor was carefully screened before even being allowed to donate. I went to the information session and any misgivings that remained were put at ease. I met the man who would eventually become the biological father of my two children, and he was a perfect match. I don’t know where I’d be without Copenhagen Cryo."
    By the time I got to the end of her testimonial, I knew I was ready. I filled in the request form for more info rmation. And then I began planning how I could get to Copenhagen without Niklas becoming too suspicious. Maybe I would have to ask Eddy for help. Or moral support.
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    The next morning, I was greeted with an email from Copenhagen Cryo, inviting me to come for an information session. Ida, the case consultant who’d sent the email, suggested several dates in the coming week and pointed out one date in particular when the clinic would have a meet-and-greet mingle for potential parents and donors.
    God, this felt like it was happening too quickly. I wasn’t even sure why I was doing this anymore. I kept trying to imagine telling Niklas I wanted to try artificial insemination. He wouldn’t like it, but maybe he’d think it was a better option being pushed, so I checked the date against my iPhone calendar. I was due to go to Copenhagen next week for a meeting with our cosmetics client. That meeting was scheduled for Thursday and the mingle was on Friday. I could stay the weekend and kill two birds with one stone. Before I could talk myself out of it, I replied to Ida’s email and said I would come on Friday, then I rebooked my airline ticket and hotel room to accommodate a weekend stay. I stared at the hotel confirmation on my computer screen. There was no going back now. Everything was booked and paid for. Do you know that feeling you get when you’re about to do something insane? That scary feeling that makes you nervous and giddy? That was how I felt. And I liked it.
    I glanced around my office. Jens was standing by the door to the conference room, where the rest of the team was waiting for me. He gestured for me to hurry up. I nodded and mouthed "okay" at him, as I gathered my laptop and cup of coffee. I rushed over to him, my heels barely making a sound on the carpeted floor. My heart was racing and it wasn’t from excitement over whether our client liked our pitch. Jens grinned at me.
    " You look happy," he said, and raised an eyebrow at me. "Is there something I should know?"
    I shook my head. "Everything’s fine." Then I ducked into the conference room and slid into my usual chair. Now all I had to do was figure out a good spin to put on this so Niklas wouldn’t get the wrong idea.
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    I called Eddy while Niklas was in the shower. It was one of those rare mornings when we were both up at the same time and, despite the spaciousness of our apartment, we seemed to be under each other’s feet all the time. Luckily, there was no sign of Siri or Jesper. I’d already checked their bedrooms and confirmed that it was just Niklas and I. When Eddy answered, I went into my walk-in closet and closed the door.
    " I did it," I told her in a rushed voice. "I made an appointment with the sperm bank."
    " So Niklas is on board with the idea then? Good for you!"
    " I didn’t tell him… yet."
    " Honey, what are you doing?"
    " I'm just going to get information. Besides, I have to go to Copenhagen anyway for a meeting. This is just so I know what to expect and how to explain everything to Niklas. You know I can’t go to him with a half-baked idea."
    " I guess you’ve got a point there. But you are going to tell him, aren’t you?"
    " Of course I am. It would be a bit weird if I suddenly turned up pregnant. I think he’d figure it out pretty quickly, or jump to the wrong conclusion."
    " Just