Bear in mind I am 52 years young. I do NOT want to be with child. It would mess up my free wheeling lifestyle. When this article appeared in my inbox I must admit I was a little taken aback. Maybe a little more than a little. How could I interpret this random email from my dearly beloved????
A few questions later and he explained that it was just a good article about
two gay ladies (well that just sounds weird!) two lesbians who wanted to be moms–together. The article is well written and a great view into their lives and what it entailed to become the proud parents of a beautiful and well loved daughter. You can read the article by clicking on this link.
What Chris thought was interesting was that it brings up the questions about how children who are to be conceived can be “selected”. In this day and age with all of the medical and genetic advances it is easy to isolate and identify genes and characteristics that are dare I say—desired. We are on the verge of having designer babies. Maybe, dare I say it, on the verge of playing God. I struggle a bit with this. While I think all parents want a healthy and happy baby and one that fits most easily into their own family makeup is it right to pre select qualities? Where does it stop???? That is what causes me a tiny bit of concern.
When I had our first son I did not even have a sonogram. With the second who was born in 1988 I had one sonogram. I had no testing that I recall (though my memory does not serve me very well) to determine if there were any abnormalities. What a hard decision parents have these days when presented with all of the information that can be gleaned from medical testing. Perhaps my opinions are colored a bit also by the fact that we have incredible Carlton in our family with Down Syndrome who brings us much joy. I could not imagine life without him.
So NO–a million times NO! I am not expecting nor do I plan to be expecting. My husband, as usual, was just giving me blog fodder. Which I now pass graciously on to you. After all—we had two and got it right both times—we knew it was time to quit while we were ahead! After all were’t they adorable?