Tiffany Gardner, an adult DCP

Something about the ornaments from my first Christmas hits differently now that I know I am donor conceived. I have no independent memories of the ornaments. Instead I found them while moving my grandmother and mom out of their houses, respectively. I think about what these ornaments must have meant to them as they hung

The above image is how the fertility industry attracts donors, and it exemplifies all that is wrong with monetizing these “donations.” Need money for a shopping spree? Sell your biological children to strangers! You don’t even have to allow your children to know your name or future medical history! You’ll have that new purse, six-pack

A “donor” who gets paid is not donating. This is something about the fertility industry and the root of our origins that upsets many donor conceived people. The language and rhetoric sound nice and kind and lovely. But strip it down to the actual bare bones minimum function and purpose and things get more complicated.