Commentary: My dad the sperm donor wanted to remain anonymous. That's almost not an option anymore

Alongside Dr. Seuss, my mother read "Our Story: How We Became a Family" to me. Published by the Donor Conception Network, the book gently told me that a "very kind man" gave my mom a part she needed to make me. For a long time, I thought my conception involved an alien-like exchange between my mother and this mystery man. The reality is much more boring - frozen sperm was shipped to my mother's OB/GYN.

My mother was 40 years old and in a relationship with an older man who did not want to have more children,