I'm Am My Own Child's Sister, But I Don't Live In Kentucky

On the surface, this story about a mother who's put some of her eggs into storage so her daughter can use them later in life, is rather shocking and squicky. But once you read it and think about it 1) it's built upon so many future ifs that getting up in arms about it now hardly seems worthwhile, and 2) everyone involved in this seems eminently sane and thoughtful about the whole thing. This isn't some whackadoo family and a crank doctor, it's a mother wanting to give her daughter the chance to have a child someday if she wants it.