We had an amazing meeting for our adoption group last night.
It was about telling your kids about their birthfamily and their adoption. The presenters were outstanding; 2 women, around my age, one is a birthmom and the other is an adult adoptee. They are both professional, well established women in their own right. They were open, honest and so informative.
I may not have the "perfect" life, to be honest, who does??? But I know I am very blessed. Being part of this adoption group and meeting birthmoms, adult adoptees and other members of the adoption triad is priceless. These meetings, it's members and our guest speakers have given us the tools that we need to be better parents and a better support system not only to our children but to their birth families.
Throughout our adoption journey I have come across some birthmoms who have such a feeling of loss and regret. My heart breaks for them. But, the more birthmom's that I speak with (not anonomysly -ie via the web) the more I see that they are happy that they chose adoption for their child. The speakers from last night's adoption meeting give us a lot of information regarding how so many birthmoms, after choosing adoption, go on to fulfill their dreams and the overwhelming majority of them are confident that adoption was the best choice for their child and for them. That does not mean it was the easiest choice. I wish I had all of the information regarding this research in front of me to share with you.
I can go on and on about this topic but I know my time is limited. The boys will be up soon and then it's off to soccer and t-ball. I love Saturdays!!!
I believe I have said this oh about 1,000 times. But I am terrible at blogging. It's not that I don't want to it's just that the days slip away so quickly.
We are still here, we are still praying to add to our family through adoption.
To be honest, I am hardly on the computer, as many of you can see by my fb page, and when I am, it's trying to look up site on adoption and advocate for our family.
I must have felt your tears When they took me from your arms I'm sure I must have heard you say goodbye Lonely and afraid had you made a big mistake Could an ocean even hold the tears you cried But you had dreams for me You wanted the best for me And you made the only choice you could that night [Chorus] You gave life to me A brand new world to see Like playing baseball in the yard with dad at night Mom reading Goodnight Moon And praying in my room So if you worry if your choice was right You gave me up but you gave everything to me And if I saw you on the street Would you know that it was me And would your eyes be blue or green like mine Would we share a warm embrace Would you know me in your heart Or would you smile and let me walk on by Knowing you had dreams for me You wanted the best for me And I hope that you'd be proud of who I am [Chorus] You gave life to me A chance to find my dreams And a chance to fall in love You should have seen her shining face On our wedding day Oh is this the dream you had in mind When you gave me up You gave everything to me And when I see you there Watching from heaven's gates Into your arms I'm gonna run And when you look in my eyes You can see my whole life See who I was And who I've become
For those of you who have been here, you know the ups and downs that one faces when trying to adopt. You hear nothing for so long and then all of a sudden there are multiple possibilities and then..... POOF...... they are gone. It is so very frustrating to have the fate of your family in someone else's hands. Don't get me wrong, we know there are people out there who have been waiting to adopt for way longer than we have but, it doesn't make us hurt any less.
Someone said to me tonight that it will happen as soon as we stop waiting for it to happen. Geeze, I hope that's not true because then it will never happen. We are waiting for our adoption phone to ring. We are checking our adoption e-mail account. Adopting is something we think about everyday. We are not letting it consume our lives but it is a huge part of it.
For anyone who wants a child, who longs to have a baby to love and cherish unconditionally and whole heatedly, the waiting for your child is rough, regardless of how he/she comes to you, through birth or through adoption. We have been down both roads and neither one was smooth sailing but, we wouldn't change it for the world and we know we will feel the same when we hold our new baby in our arms.
We had a great time coloring eggs. Thankfully we did it a couple of days before Easter, just enough time for the dye to wear off.
We had Easter at our house this year. It was unbelievably hot, most of the kids changed out of their Easter outfits pretty quickly. The kids looked for the 120 eggs, don't know what I was thinking doing that many. I'm sure we'll still be finding some in the upcoming weeks, hope their not the ones with the chocolate.
here's to Pez, jelly beans & chocolate before 7:30 am - hey, it's once a year!