Known sperm donor here. I don't know how to move on after losing contact with the child.
Hi everyone. I hope you're all doing well.
I recently came across this subreddit and decided to share something very personal that's been weighing on me for a long time. I know people here might understand where I'm coming from.
Here's my story.
About seven years ago, two of my closest friends (let's call them Laura, 31, and Milly, 40), who are a couple, decided they wanted to have a child. We talked about it many times, and eventually they asked if I would be willing to be their sperm donor. I happily agreed. We'd been close friends for years and honestly felt more like family than just friends.
They specifically wanted someone they knew, loved, and trusted rather than an anonymous donor. We discussed everything in detail, including the legal side. All the paperwork was officially drawn up to make it clear that I would have no financial, parental, or legal responsibilities toward the child.
Our understanding was that we'd all remain one big extended family. I'd be part of the child's life as their donor/father figure, they would know who I was, and we'd stay close for as long as everyone wanted.
They went through reciprocal IVF using Laura's fertilized egg, and then transferred to Milly, who gave birth to a beautiful little girl about five years ago. Let's call her Cecelia.
At first, everything was exactly as we'd planned. I visited Cecelia often, remained very close with the family, and she seemed to be growing up happy and healthy.
However, things started to change around the little girl's second birthday.
Laura and especially Milly suddenly became much more distant. Every time I asked to visit, there was always some excuse. They had plans, they were busy, it wasn't a good time. Gradually, my visits became less and less frequent.
Another thing that changed was how they referred to me around Cecelia. During her first two years, they called me "Dad" when talking to her. Then, almost overnight, they started calling me by my first name instead.
At first, I didn't take it personally. I understood that becoming parents changes people's priorities. They had less free time, their relationship had entered a completely different stage of life, and naturally their focus was on raising their daughter.
To be clear, I have always accepted that Laura and Milly are Cecelia's parents. I've never questioned that.
But this change was accompanied by other behaviors that felt increasingly possessive.
For example, whenever we'd be with mutual friends and the conversation turned to Cecelia, I started noticing a pattern. At Cecelia' s third birthday party, someone commented that Cecelia had Laura's eyes but my hair color and face shape (honestly, I think she' s taken after me quite a bit too).
Milly immediately looked uncomfortable and insisted that Cecelia also looked like her, saying children change as they grow and things like that.
I completely understand that Milly is Cecelia's mother and naturally wants to feel connected to her. After all, that's one of the reasons they chose reciprocal IVF and why Milly carried the pregnancy. But I felt those reactions were a little extreme considering genetics is simply genetics.
It started feeling as though they wanted to pretend Cecelia didn't have a biological father, even though that had never seemed to be an issue in the beginning.
Over time, they became even more distant. Cecelia had called me "Dad" when she was younger, but after she turned three she also began calling me by my first name, which honestly broke my heart.
By then, I was hardly seeing them anymore. Between the constant excuses and the way they treated me whenever I visited, I started feeling like a stranger in what had once felt like a second home.
At some point, some mutual friends told me that Laura and Milly were going through a rough patch in their relationship. I'm sure that affected our relationship too, although I don't think it should have.
Things reached a breaking point on Cecelia's fourth birthday.
They told me I couldn't come because they were supposedly celebrating at Laura's parents' house in another city. I was disappointed but accepted it.
Still, something didn't feel right. So on the day of the party, I drove past their house just to see if they had actually left.
They hadn't.
The lights were on, I could hear music, and at one point I watched Milly answer the front door to let another guest inside. I was outside watching from a distance.
I was absolutely devastated.
A few days later, I mailed Cecelia's birthday present and sent both Laura and Milly a message explaining that I knew about the party and that I was deeply hurt by the lie.
The gift was returned marked "refused by recipient."
Neither of them ever replied.
I tried calling them several times, but they had blocked my number.
A few months ago, mutual friends told me that Laura and Milly are still having serious problems in their relationship. When I explained everything that had happened between us, every single one of our mutual friends said they thought I'd been treated unfairly.
Now I honestly don't know what to do.
For about the past year I've tried reaching out several times, but it's obvious they've decided they no longer want me in their lives.
I've considered whether I should pursue some kind of legal route just to be able to see Cecelia again, since one of the clauses in our agreement stated that I could have a friendly relationship with her if I wished. But I don't want to force myself into their lives or make things even worse.
My point is I miss my friends. More than that, I miss Cecelia. She was always excited to see me, and we genuinely enjoyed spending time together.
I don't regret helping this couple have a child. I' m proud of Cecelia and I hope she grows up to be a great person. I am only saddened that people who once considered me family could choose to treat me this way without ever giving me a real explanation.
My question is: What's the best way to proceed? Is there anything I can do to fix things without anyone getting hurt?
Thank you to anyone who took the time to read all of this. I tried to keep it as short as I could.
I also hope my experience doesn't discourage anyone from becoming a donor or using a known donor. I'd like to believe situations like mine are extremely rare.