I’m just going to babble a bit because I can’t sleep right now. There was a movie I watched in university years. It’s about a family of a lesbian couple who had a son and a daughter. The daughter starts wondering about her biological father and begins looking for him. As the story unfolds, it seems that the sperm donor could be a new part of the family. However, it becomes clear that family cannot be created solely by biological connections. The message of this movie may not resonate with people who value genetic connections in family, such as foster children seeking their biological parents after discovering adoption. Identity is crucial for individuals like them. Some people believe that biological connections are everything, while others think they don’t matter. I’m likely one of many people in the middle somewhere....

That being said, I can’t help but wonder what it feels like to have a child conceived with the sperm of a complete stranger. If I were a lesbian, my ultimate goal would be to reproduce a child with my own DNA and that of my partner, not with someone else’s. I know it may sound a bit extreme, but I believe genetics are crucial, and I don’t want to mix mine with someone I barely know. Isn’t that the whole point of marriage? We heterosexuals value marrying someone after getting to know them through dating, building a relationship, and getting to know their families. We spend a lot of time trying to create a strong family. And yet, we barely discuss this in a direct manner. The ultimate motivation behind this entire process is to increase the chances of successful reproduction and the transmission of our genes to the next generation. (Yes, I’ve been reading Sapiens today, if you noticed.) Considering this, it’s incredibly difficult for me to comprehend the significance of conceiving a child with the sperm of an outsider within my marriage. If I had the financial means, I would likely invest in synthetic genetics or something similar (if that’s even a thing).