The delivery room was crowded the day Alexandra Kimball’s son Charlie was born. On one side was Mindy, the surrogate who’d just delivered the baby, surrounded by her own husband and mother. On the other side, Kimball and her husband, Jeremy, held Charlie, a “many-mothered child” who counts the couple, as well as Mindy and Anne, an egg-donor, as the reasons he’s here.
It’s an unconventional birth story, one that might leave some observers uncertain, even today. In her new book, Kimball mines the judgment and fear that persist around those who turn to assisted reproductive technology and surrogacy – with women appearing to be one another’s harshest critics.is an invective against what the writer perceives as feminists’ dismissal of infertility as a valid and urgent women’s health issue.
In our earliest storytelling, they are bitter, angry, dishevelled monsters who cause miscarriages and stillbirths, such as Indonesia’s Wewe Gombel, who swoops down from the trees naked, kidnapping the town folks’ children and hiding them behind her droopy breasts. Throughout the Salem witch trials, non-conforming, childless women were often the targets of their communities’ fear and wrath. Fast-forward to nineties’ Hollywood and we’re still queasy around infertile women.
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