Sisters who Settle
Posted on March 10th, 2008 – 9:28 AMBy May Chen
You may have already read the article that’s whipping up the latest post-feminist fracas.
In her article “Marry Him!” in the March issue of the Atlantic Monthly, Lisa Gottlieb, 40 and a single mom of a baby conceived using donated sperm (why do they call it a donation when you have to pay??) harangues women in their thirties to stop wondering if he’s Mr. Right and just accept him as Mr. Good Enough. Her argument: you might be willing to wait but your eggs won’t.
“Don’t worry about passion or intense connection,” she insists. “Overlook his halitosis.” For a man, she says, any man, is part of the necessary infrastructure to start a family.
Now that sounds to me like the necessary infrastructure for divorce. I’m in the head-over-heels at “I do” camp myself (I’d have to be to move across the world to Minnesota from a tropical paradise).
I wasn’t one of those who yearned for kids. That came after I met my husband. I wanted kids with him. But if I was 38 and single? I don’t know…I’d like to think I’d have directed my energies elsewhere, like my career.
Gottlieb’s argument hinges on the fact that her friends whinge endlessly about their husbands yet aren’t willing to chuck them. “Send them over!” she exhorts. No discarded mates have come her way yet, she reports.




