she came to see me once when i was a few months old. you never told me she was having second thoughts. you never told me you lied to her and told her that you were the lawyer and that my aunt pretended to be my mother. unfortunately that sounds like the games you and your friends always play.
it never came up?
oh well. i need to stop complaining. at least you told me i was adopted as soon as i could understand what that meant.
my birth mother just emailed me back and i have NO IDEA what to say. the words just wont come out. ugh ugh ugh
Wow. Typing that twice is strange. It looks strange. Mother. Mother. Such a strange word.
She had me when she was seventeen, I think. So she’d be 36, or 37.
Did she ever marry? Did she ever have any other kids? Does she think of me on mother’s day?
Eeek! I’ve been trying to track this article down. Glad I’ve found it again.
Why must it be pre-birth or post-birth? Why’s there even a distinction? Thoughts?
Mediocre Mommy needs to change her username. As someone who so flawlessly accepts and praises the biological mother of her child, she’s nowhere near mediocre. This belongs on this blog.
November…National Adoption Month…what? How did i not know that? Adoption is a loving option..be the difference in someone’s life. *I know it changed mine :)
I like that. “Adoption is a loving option.” And it sure changed my life, too.