The case of widow Beth Warren and her deceased husband's frozen sperm makes me feel uncomfortable if I'm honest.
Beth has just won a court case which will enable her husband's sperm to be kept longer than the original date of 2015. However, an appeal has already been launched against this decision.
Tackling this matter for a moment, I don't see why, if you are going to keep the sperm on ice, why it is not kept indefinitely. The husband agreed to all this before he died and Beth is still going through the grieving process of her husband's death, so it just makes sense it is kept until she is ready.
So that's that. But as soon as I start to think further than this initial, and very reasonable point, I start to get a little worried.
On a purely romantic level, of course I can see why Beth wants to keep her husband's sperm and use it to have his baby. They obviously always intended to have children and Beth, as it stands right now, does not want to have children with anyone else. I can completely understand why she feels this way as I don't subscribe to the idea that she will find another man to have children with. If her husband was the love of her life, it is wrong for people to presume she could build a life with someone else, and a life which would go beyond the point it went with her husband, as in having a family.
My worry is the child on one hand and the well-being of Beth on the other. What on earth do you say to that child when it comes to explaining how they came to be and where their daddy is? It is all well and good saying how wanted and loved you were/would have been by daddy but that child is going to have to be told they were born out of such an extraordinary situation. And children tend not to like extraordinary. They want to be normal and like their friends.
Then to Beth – as a mum myself I cannot begin to imagine how you would get through becoming pregnant, being pregnant, giving birth and looking after a baby without your partner by your side. Of course lots of women become single parents, but to have that added grief that this is your dead husband's baby and imagining how much he would have wanted to be there and how you would have been together with the baby would be heartbreaking for me. That baby would be a constant reminder of what you had lost and I can only hope if Beth does proceed with this, that the baby is a constant reminder in the best possible, bitter sweet kind of way.