Our absurd, occasionally maddening, and ultimately successful path to parenthood.
By Clara Moskowitz
The advent of the birth-control pill around 1960 liberated sex from reproduction and, in doing so, helped spark a sexual revolution. And it was no less a revolution when science learned to do the opposite: liberate childbearing from intercourse through the use of assisted reproductive technology.
This second upheaval has had especially profound consequences for queer couples like me and my wife, Sarah, who can now birth children without heterosexual sex. This outcome feels like a miracle, but the process also involves some sacrifices — for instance, forfeiting the luxury of making babies in the privacy of our own home and embracing the absurdities that can come with becoming pregnant, industrial-style.