I seriously love this show, even though I cry my eyes out at each episode. I think it's on the We channel, and I have my DVR set to record each and every episode that airs. To me it reinforces the eternal strength and pull of that mother-child bond, and I always end up kissing and hugging my girl extra hard after every episode I watch. I am SO thankful for her, every day and always.
Yet at the same time, I always end up feeling sad because I can't help wondering whether K will feel that need to try to find her donor someday. Not that she'd be successful, because I think she won't, considering how iron-clad the privacy and confidentiality laws are when it comes to sperm banks. I plan on framing her story as a beautiful, extra-special mystery that is supposed to remain a mystery because that's what makes it so special and unique. But my heart always breaks a little when I think about the possibility of her feeling some kind of hole in her identity because she won't know who her biological father is, ever. I don't even like to use the word "father" , biological or otherwise, because to me, a donor is NOT a father, not even close. I wish I had some answers. And I hope with every fiber of my being that my sweet girl will accept her mystery and be okay with it. She certainly has an extended family that completely adores her, so she won't be lacking for family members who think the world of her. That's gotta count for something, right?