Over the past few weeks I've done a lot of thinking about using a donor. I want a child. I want to get pregnant, rub my belly and talk to the little flutters and kicks. I want to breathe in the scent of my newborn and witness every moment from their first breath onward. This is my dream and this is my pain because so far my life has not provided me with the opportunity to do so in the traditional way.
As I weighed my options I wanted to know how donor conceived children felt about how they were created and sadly it wasn't all good news. I joined the donormisconception yahoo group and I was saddened by all the pain these folks were feeling. They didn't think of the man who helped create them as "just a donor" who did a nice thing but rather as their true father. A man that they wanted to know and have a relationship with just as every other child does. Those who did track down their father's felt hurt when they were told by these men that they didn't consider them to be their children. This group of donor conceived people are the voices you never hear from.
The focus is on the infertile couple and SMC's who desperately want a child. The argument is that love and being so very wanted is enough to cancel out what these children are missing - half of their identity. This makes the choice so much harder because to move forward on this path would be putting my need to have a child ahead of my child's right to know their whole self. By alleviating my pain over not having a child I would simply be passing that pain on to the child.
#Microblog Monday 221: Other Places
3 hours ago