My adoption journey began long before we ever adopted, before I even knew I would adopt, before I knew we were infertile. I was a young woman in my mid-twenties finishing up my Bachelor’s Degree in Elementary Education. I just happened to take a religion class for fun and as a rest from the craziness of the workload of the last year of school. In
I read through a thread in an adoption support group recently that inspired this article. A sweet mama was asking for advice on a seemingly unhealthy relationship with her son’s biological parents. The birthmother was asking to schedule a visit with her child (3 years old) and based on the substance-abuse and how the previous meetups went, the adoptive mother did not think it was
I was fortunate enough to be in the delivery room to welcome my second daughter in to this world. I was right alongside her first mommy, holding her hand, and telling her how brave and powerful she was. I felt her contractions through the squeeze of her hands and saw the intense affliction and grief through the tears in her eyes. I was in awe
Experiencing adoption is different than experiencing a pregnancy, obviously. But can’t all the joyous rituals be the same? I’ve heard this debate among adoptive parents so many times throughout my few years submerged in the adoption community. Some hopeful adoptive mamas are asked by dear friends to host a baby shower on her behalf. Sometimes, we’re caught off-guard and don’t know what to say. Maybe
I went in to adoption with very little exposure of the concept. I didn’t have much knowledge on the subject nor know anyone personally who had adopted. It seemed so far-fetched, a mountain we couldn’t possibly climb. I was overwhelmed at the information online and the endless resources. In the beginning, I was paralyzed with fear and doubt. I had always been a planner. I
There are so many misconceptions regarding adoption. Mostly, those around us are simply unaware and uneducated about the topic. In the past, society has not always celebrated this occurrence or recognized that families are now made in so many different ways. We’re evolving from decades of living in a society that only recognized the “traditional” family and way of life. The concept of families is
My family just experienced a failed adoption. Many people in the adoption community somewhat balk at the term “failed adoption” because they believe it’s disrespectful to the parents who have bravely decided to parent instead of placing their child with an adoptive family. This is understandable. However, I can tell you first hand that it very much feels like a devastating failure for the hopeful
As most adoption stories goes I was told I could not have kids or it would be really hard to have kids. To my shock when that little plus sign popped up. Never in my life time did I think I would ever have an unplanned pregnancy. I thought I would defiantly need to try to have a baby, especially with me being on birth