adoption
Adoption proves that sometimes, you can choose your family; all about the process before, during and after adoption.
Letter to My Daughter on Mother's Day
It is my first official Mother's Day. I had you make Mother's day cards for everyone but me. It feels so strange to ask and then watch you craft a card for me. But, I always make sure that everyone else gets one. Our story is long and complicated. We officially adopted you this year. So many things had to fall apart before that could be put together. I lost my best friend. My trust was betrayed and my heart was broken; more than once. You were terrified and too young to verbalize that. When you realized that my home would be your home permanently, everything changed. I almost stopped going to school. It was too difficult to be one of your moms and participate in student life. What the hell was student life when it meant that you were growing up without me? I missed you terribly. I questioned my position in your life every day for nearly five years. You were mine the day you were born. The first day I held you, I promised you that you and I would always be together. When things took a turn, I felt like my purpose in your world did too.
By A'Kala Chaires6 years ago in Families
How to Choose the Right Type of Adoption
With so many types of adoptions available it may feel overwhelming to choose the right one for you. Information is key in deciding which type of process is best for your family. Make sure you do enough research about each type of adoption and weigh their pros and cons. Ask your adoption agency, family lawyer and other experts about the costs of each, how much time the process will take, the risks associated with the process, and any other question you may have. Talk with other adoptive parents and ask about their experience, join Facebook groups, look for bloggers online and YouTube videos. Keep in mind that everyone has their own expectations about the process and every adoption will not always be the same.
By Mariela Corella6 years ago in Families
Abandoned & forward
I always knew I was adopted.remember So how or when I understood the “word “ Adopted) I remember being in primary school & telling people I was , again I didn’t know what it meant, I just knew it meant something different to my friends & that gave me a title.
By Charlotte Emma Ce6 years ago in Families
My Superwoman
Not all foster kids get properly treated when being placed in homes. Many kids don’t ever get the love a parent should give a child. Often times foster kids don’t get to experience what it feels like to be comfortable. At any time, you can end up being somewhere new in a house full of strangers all over again. All the fears I had while being a foster child kept disappearing the older, I became. If every child in the system could receive the love and happiness my mom gave me, I know this world would be a better place.
By Ronisha Garcia6 years ago in Families
About adoption
Personally, I was always interested in adoption. Just to take it out of the way, it is not because I cannot have kids (at least I don't know yet) and also, WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH EVERYONE ASKING ME THIS? "Why don't you have your own kid?"- is the first question I am usually asked.
By Corina G. Prutean6 years ago in Families
On the way of...adoption
I decided on the process on February 2017, after I returned from my holiday in Africa, where of course, I went to see Karim and my friends. I don't know how people usually do it, but for me, it wasn't a decision from one day to another, it was definitely something that grew in me for more than 1 year.
By Corina G. Prutean6 years ago in Families
Unwanted & Unloved
My biological mom was an abused teenager who was six and-a-half months pregnant when she gave birth to me. Abused physically, mentally and emotionally by my father, my mom tried to abort me with a wire clothes hanger because she did not want to raise a child who could turn into a monster like her then-husband.
By Eve Austin Powers6 years ago in Families
A Mom Beyond Compare!
In describing someone, it was once said that someone like that "rarely" came along............ Well, this story is about a gentle, kind and loving soul who DID come along. She was the jewel of my eye and the beating of my heart. She was a person who had a heart that was bigger that all of the 50 states combined. She was my first friend. She was my Mom.
By Maurice Bernier6 years ago in Families
My Journey to Motherhood
My journey to motherhood began later than most. I was married when I was 33. I was finished with school and almost done with my PhD program. The man I married lived in Florida so I picked up and moved across the US to be with him. We wanted a family right away, but it did not happen.
By Trycia Lino6 years ago in Families
Forgiveness is Not Weakness
She made every note stand on its own, the eerie airiness of her voice becoming the hallowing of the wind. Her tone then shifted, creating a blithe rendition. The radiating happiness in her words melted the very snow around her. She spoke of the end as if it were salvation, but then fear crept in. You could feel the darkness encroaching upon you, blocking your source of light. The iciness of the loneliness causing your heart to freeze over. And just as the cold numbs your senses, a warm spring breeze envelops you. Love then becoming the only thing you've ever known. As her emotions wavered, so did the world around her. The world she—I created for myself. A world created through the lyrical melodies and patterns, found even in the very soil we walk on. Everything has a voice, whether it’s immaculate or insignificant is dependent on how it's being used. In the past, my voice was but a whisper.
By Shay Hanae6 years ago in Families
