If you’ve “always wanted a China doll,” go and get a damn doll. You can play with it and dress it in pretty clothes and do its hair and change its name at your whim. You can tell your beautiful fragile plaything that you knew you were meant to be together because it was G-d’s will that she be abandoned so that you could have a dream come true. It can be your fairy tale. You can imagine your happy heterosexual baby doll on her wedding day.
And you can live a happy, contented life knowing you saved a little doll from a life of hardship.
But leave real live children out of it.
That is all.