For Dese’Rae and Fel, becoming parents came with unexpected complications, including the financial burden of getting pregnant using donated genetic materials, constant questioning of their parentage, and ultimately, a degrading adoption process. Now, they and their two kids hope to inspire the legal changes needed to help all families using donated genetic material.
Parents can, and should put the needs and desires of their children to seek out and connect with half siblings and/or donors, above their own fears. This is the ultimate sacrifice that parents make for their children. It is also the greatest gift we can give to our children, and to ourselves.
My husband and I married in the Catholic Church. Shortly after we got married, we started to try to add to our family. And a big fat nothing happened. Even when I charted my cycles just like we were taught in pre-Cana.
ltimately, we're left to wonder what might drive such uneven racial performance in a well-regarded clinic and whether such a disparity in outcomes is commonplace. Said differently, is this the only clinic experiencing a problem or is this the only clinic acknowledging its problem?
It felt as if no one understood the hurdles I knew I had to overcome to get to a point where the "happy news" wasn't underlined in bold with a huge asterisks of "but what happens when..."
I'm sharing the details of my story, because I am one of millions of women that have fertility issues. It is a horribly devastating feeling to not be able to reproduce.
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What I have learned from this horrific loss is that I am stronger than I ever knew. I have learned not to take life for granted, and that every moment with loved ones is a gift.
I remind myself that my job is to protect our love. I must steady her drop into hopelessness. I hold her as she sobs, saving the pep talk for another day. I tell her that we can remain in the ache of this disaster for however long it takes.
You know when you have one of "those days" and you have to merely laugh for sheer lack of finding any other method that seems suitable for the occasion? This happened to me recently on the way to collect a donation for my future child. There, I said it.