The light on my office phone was blinking. I could see the annoying notification through the window as I tried to herd high school students to their next class. “What now?” I muttered. I was in no hurry to answer. If passed experience was any kind of forecaster, there was either a parent on the…

“Don’t you feel like you are always babysitting?” Rosemary asked as she more securely bundled up the child she gave birth to six months ago.  “I get so tired with just my own. I can’t imagine always having another one.” The two of us were enjoying the first spring days at a local park. The…

If you are reading a blog on adoption, there’s a high probability, you have been in a position to use certain words which cause discomfort for the average American citizen. (In this pathetic illustration we are excluding doctors, nurses, and social workers.) Let me give you an illustration. Recently, I was at a local high…