I’m 20. I Have 32 Half-siblings. This Is My Family Portrait.
I imagine we’re going to see more of this kind of thing – sperm banks have now been around long enough for there to be a fair number of adults conceived this way, and we’re in a period between easier availability of genetic testing for genealogical purposes, and revision of sperm bank procedures to deal with that.
At the same time, looking at all the portraits, I feel as though this is more dramatic, but not all that different, from attending a family reunion and suddenly realizing you’re in a room full of people who look like you – I’ve begun seeing this with my mom’s family (not so much my dad’s, partly because there are fewer of them): we’re by no means identical, but we all appear to have been assembled from the same parts catalogue, and it only offers two noses.
One big difference is that Mom’s family reunions are multi-generational, so you start to notice people who look like the same individual at different ages—it strikes me that a lot of portrayals of parenthood focus on a parent either wanting or fearing a mini-me, and yet it must be just as common an experience to look at your kid and suddenly realize you’re raising a miniature version of your own mother or father, or one of your siblings, or some more distant relation. In related news, I’ve no idea whether this is true, but I saw a claim the other day that the nickname “Skip/Skippy” is specifically for guys who don’t look much like either parent but do resemble one of their grandparents. Now wondering if “Sport” is for people who don’t look like anyone else in their family.
I imagine we’re going to see more of this kind of thing – sperm banks have now been around long enough for there to be a fair number of adults conceived this way, and we’re in a period between easier availability of genetic testing for genealogical purposes, and revision of sperm bank procedures to deal with that.
At the same time, looking at all the portraits, I feel as though this is more dramatic, but not all that different, from attending a family reunion and suddenly realizing you’re in a room full of people who look like you – I’ve begun seeing this with my mom’s family (not so much my dad’s, partly because there are fewer of them): we’re by no means identical, but we all appear to have been assembled from the same parts catalogue, and it only offers two noses.
One big difference is that Mom’s family reunions are multi-generational, so you start to notice people who look like the same individual at different ages—it strikes me that a lot of portrayals of parenthood focus on a parent either wanting or fearing a mini-me, and yet it must be just as common an experience to look at your kid and suddenly realize you’re raising a miniature version of your own mother or father, or one of your siblings, or some more distant relation. In related news, I’ve no idea whether this is true, but I saw a claim the other day that the nickname “Skip/Skippy” is specifically for guys who don’t look much like either parent but do resemble one of their grandparents. Now wondering if “Sport” is for people who don’t look like anyone else in their family.
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Date: 2019-06-28 06:34 pm (UTC)From:This is an excellent line.
a claim the other day that the nickname “Skip/Skippy” is specifically for guys who don’t look much like either parent but do resemble one of their grandparents.
I've never heard that.
"...only...two noses."
Date: 2019-06-28 06:56 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2019-06-28 08:20 pm (UTC)From:I always thought it came from "Skipper."
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Date: 2019-06-28 08:39 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-06-28 07:24 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-06-28 08:13 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-07-02 01:40 am (UTC)From:(We have the more usual sort of family resemblances too, of course.)