When my wife and I decided to have a child that she would carry, I thought being a woman, in a same-sex couple, would help me empathise. I was wrong Watching one’s beloved go through pregnancy can be a bizarre and bewildering experience. It is also one that I assumed might be easy for me because we are the same sex. From the day we met, almost nine years ago, Bella was adamant that she wanted a child – and that she wanted to carry it. She loved the idea of pregnancy with the same vehemence with which I hated it. I wasn’t convinced about having children. Finally, though, after seven years together, when I was 33, I felt ready. We began searching for a sperm donor.

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