Saturday, February 23, 2008

Artificial Insemination (AI) and Trying to Conceive (TTC) – aka mind f**k to the degree of infinity

TTC is a miserable experience. It doesn’t matter if you’re gay or straight, using natural or artificial means, twenty or forty years old – it stinks. Oh, sure. There are some interesting anecdotes to pass along to others, and there are more insightful, introspective moments than originally expected. In all, though, we would have to say that few things in life have been more difficult or have tested our relationship as much.

Let’s talk AI. Some lesbians happily choose to have intercourse with their sperm donor. Hey – if it works and it’s comfortable for all involved, who are we to judge the method? Truth be told, that particular idea was never an option in our book. Nuh-uh, no way, we would have to be insane to even consider it. So, we chose the syringe approach.

Hold on a minute! Before the goop is sucked into the syringe, it must come from someplace, er… someone. Our options were only two: anonymous or known donor. With the same sure-fired confidence that we relied on the night we decided to get married, we chose a mystery sperm-cicle for our first attempt.

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