Following the birth of his twins, Paul Ford wonders what to do with the extra fertilized eggs he and his wife no longer need:
[D]o we donate? Hand over the genetic material gathered at great personal and financial cost so that a stranger can carry a child of her own? It's a box you check at the clinic, and then they’re not your eggs anymore. These babies might look like us, but they would not be ours. We might never even know the children exist. What is the moral thing? To let the stranger have a chance at that "mutually enriching, mutually enhancing love"?
The Dish 