posted on Aug, 3 2014 @ 05:39 AM
Some years ago I met a beautiful girl in a bar and she ended up back at my home where one thing led to another so to speak.
She told me she was on the pill, we shared an amazing night, then she sort of moved in on a sliding scale each day as I noticed the beauty/female
products slowly growing in my bathroom.
A few weeks later she was violently sick in the morning and I jokingly said it was 'morning sickness' which turned out to be less than a joke as she
was in fact pregnant. To be fair to her she admitted to lying about being on the pill but insisted that the baby must be mine because the last guy she
had sex with they had used condoms.
I was unconvinced, but not wishing to risk losing input in the life of a child who could possibly be mine, I faced it, she moved into my place, went
through the pregnancy, fell in love, and a beautiful baby boy arrived in the world some months later.
Throughout the pregnancy I had always said I wanted a DNA test to be sure if the child was mine or not, so a week or so after he was born I paid the
£300 for the test, and it came back that I was not the father. I had to hide my happiness, she couldn't hide her disappointment.
That said, I already loved her by then so we lived together for a further 7 years and I treated the lad no different to my own son who I have shared
parental responsibility with my ex-wife, except that when he could speak he called me by my name, not dad - my own son treated him like a little
brother though and it was all magic and marshmallows for the important starting years of this new life, family holidays, first day at school, and all
the rest of it.
Our relationship only ended when she cheated badly on me a couple of times (she had a voracious sexual appetite) and I eventually walked away. But
knowing that the young lad was not my biological child meant I lost two people in my life although I was glad that there was no maintenance payments
or parental responsibility of any kind for me to face after our split.
So, I ask, is DNA parental testing up there in the list of best ever inventions for men?
Yes, ABO blood group typing has been around for a while, but it has never had the accuracy and simplicity of a swab to the inside of the mouth. I
wonder how many men have brought up some other mans child thinking it is their own because the mother lied to them?
I have no issue with treating a step child the same as my own of course, but a man should have the right to know if he is.
All thoughts welcome on this perhaps delicate social issue.