I’m not sure how they operate, but it seems to me that there are too many things which can go wrong between baster and “done”, as we see here. And I don’t really cotton to the idea of conceiving a child based on a laundry list, rather than with an actual man whom I know, who is committed to me in holy wedlock and vice versa, and we mutually deal with whatever God sends us, the child we create together.
I don’t know. That seems like a lot of trouble. You could just knock boots with some random guy and 9 mo’s later out pops Jr. Cuts out the middle man.