Katrina Clark's story, My Father Was An Anonymous Sperm Donor, broke my heart.
...a whole other part of me was a mystery. That part came from my father. The only thing was, I had never met him, never heard any stories about him, never seen a picture of him. I didn't know his name. My mother never talked about him -- because she didn't have a clue who he was.
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I'm here to tell you that emotionally, many of us are not keeping up. We didn't ask to be born into this situation, with its limitations and confusion. It's hypocritical of parents and medical professionals to assume that biological roots won't matter to the "products" of the cryobanks' service, when the longing for a biological relationship is what brings customers to the banks in the first place.
Never did think of the children mean so much.
When did adults' rights to have children trump the needs of the children?
We have jumped into this brave new world with little thought of the consequences. Now, we are seeing the results. Some women are buying sperm online and exploring made-to-order embryos.
The donors aren't off the hook like they once thought. Some are facing compulsory child support for the donor, Buffalogirl who blogs at Whosedaughter? reminds us that one person's DNA is another person's 'dad'. Donor-conceived children demand the right to search for their biological fathers much as adopted children do.
What is sure is that such children will be genetically bewildered with a "life debt" leaving them feeling confused, alienated and 'experimental' with little understanding of what a real family is.
This is the future being created before our eyes.
Posted by Jill Fallon at December 19, 2006 9:43 AM | Permalink