Shortly after finishing college/grad school, I was going to get married and have kids. That was the plan. Fast forward 15 years and more dates then I can remember and, well, here I am.
Two years ago, a friend who knew I wanted to be a mom more than anything looked up sperm banks (on her SCHOOL computer!) and printed off a list of donors for us to pick from. Over time, joking about it turned into a serious quest for more information, and suddenly the books I was checking out from the library included "No man? No Problem! Knock Yourself Up!" and "Choosing Single Motherhood." I had decided.... I was going to do this!
As confident as I was in this decision, it helped to know my family was behind me. When I initially talked with my mom about it, she didn't really understand why I'd use a sperm bank. My Catholic mother felt that finding someone in a bar was a bit more conventional. ;) But she took an active role in helping read through MANY donor profiles, and I had to point out that in a bar I wouldn't have a 21 page document on each man!
The decision was made, but I think that was the easy part. Now what?
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