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Dear Birth Moms From An Adopted Child
Dear Birth mothers, I was adopted. The woman who gave birth to me took newborn pictures of me, held me for three days, placed a bow in my hair and then handed me to a social worker. Within a few hours my adoptive parents straightened the bow and started taking their own set of pictures.…
Read More Talking Just to Birth Mothers, Bio Moms
Birth Mothers. Biological Mothers. First Mothers. Natural Mothers. Even though I’m not really comfortable with any of these terms, I want to talk to you. You women who carried these children first. Mostly, I just want to call those women who gave birth to my children by their first names. And I don’t really even…
Read More Open Adoptions Should Be Designed to Benefit Children
“I’m glad my adoption wasn’t an open adoption,” Karlie said as she posed for a picture with her birth mother. Karlie is beautiful. She is a stable 25 year old with a career and more shoes than could be found in a small Portuguese village. Shoe fetishes are apparently something that can be inherited, because…
Read More Open Adoption. It’s Good Except When It Isn’t
Not many generations ago, adoption was secret and often considered shameful for both the birth mother and the adoptive child. In loving consideration for this “shame,” adoptive parents habitually attempted to hide the adoption from the community as well as the child. Secret keeping, of course, is always a recipe for disaster since human beings…
Read More Laws Don’t Protect Potential Adoptive Parents
There are no laws to protect potential adoptive parents. There are laws to protect the rights of babies. There are laws to protect the rights of birth mothers. There are laws to protect the rights of birth fathers. There are even laws to protect the rights of birth grandparents. There are no laws to specifically…
Read More Don’t LIVE Adoption.
“This is my son, his wife and their adopted kids,” my father-in-law smiled happily and waved his hand in our direction. Our three young children looked on silently as the man they knew as “grandpa,” discussed each of their origins. A few moments later, in a silent corner of the room where my children nor…
Read More Bonding With An Adopted Child
“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…
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