I know my parents were very grateful to have been able to adopt me and my sister (different age and birth parents), they donated to the adoption agency for decades afterwards, in spite of I am sure having to pay the costs of our adoptions.
There’s a couple in our church who just adopted a baby boy after a long period of infertility. They certainly are loving parents.
With reliable birth control and with people getting married later, when women are less fertile, I think that your unfortunate experience with your mother being cruel enough to say what she said is much less common these days, and I would be hard pressed to say one or the other.
Not a lot of infants available for adoption thanks to Ok Planned Un Parenthood & Plan B. It is really unfortunate, as has been noted most unplanned and initially unwanted babies actually come to be wanted, desired and cherished from data from decades past interviewing parents afterwards. It is kinda like the situation with gender confusion/dysphoria, whatever, which 90+% out grow.
I am not sure what you mean by me taking the brunt of something. My father was a sales executive for a railroad equipment manufacturer, mom stayed home until I was a senior in high school. We never wanted for anything, belonged to country clubs where ever we lived, always had a Buick or slightly used Cadillac or Mercedes; they could afford to be generous to the adoption agency. The only thing I was the brunt of was their figuring out how to be parents as a first born.
Karen, no need to be sorry. I never felt any burden of being adopted. My parents celebrated my (and my sister’s) adoption day as well as my birthday from the beginning (I was adopted 2 days after my first birthday) with cake and a present, just the same as my birthday, so I always knew that I was adopted, that they chose me particularly, and that my birth parents couldn’t take care of me (not that they didn’t want me). As I grew older, adoption day faded, as the recurring celebration had had its impact.
I tell prospective adoptive parents how my parents handled that as a suggestion to them.
Yep, there are many of us who are here because pulling out was the only option at the time! LMAO
Knowing my parents I'm confident that I'm also the product of one getting past the goalie.
At least they didn’t tell you that you were unwanted, my mom told me I was a diaphragm baby. 🤣 she’s a piece of work, but that’s for another day!
But by the grace of God you are here, and happy to be here. Congratulations!
BTW, I was adopted, need I say more . . .
I always hope that adopted kids are loved more than biological kids.
I know my parents were very grateful to have been able to adopt me and my sister (different age and birth parents), they donated to the adoption agency for decades afterwards, in spite of I am sure having to pay the costs of our adoptions.
There’s a couple in our church who just adopted a baby boy after a long period of infertility. They certainly are loving parents.
With reliable birth control and with people getting married later, when women are less fertile, I think that your unfortunate experience with your mother being cruel enough to say what she said is much less common these days, and I would be hard pressed to say one or the other.
I don’t know for sure, but I don’t think there are a lot of infants available anymore. Maybe just older children? Products of drug culture perhaps?
I’m sorry you’re taking the brunt of something. That’s not fair.
Not a lot of infants available for adoption thanks to Ok Planned Un Parenthood & Plan B. It is really unfortunate, as has been noted most unplanned and initially unwanted babies actually come to be wanted, desired and cherished from data from decades past interviewing parents afterwards. It is kinda like the situation with gender confusion/dysphoria, whatever, which 90+% out grow.
I am not sure what you mean by me taking the brunt of something. My father was a sales executive for a railroad equipment manufacturer, mom stayed home until I was a senior in high school. We never wanted for anything, belonged to country clubs where ever we lived, always had a Buick or slightly used Cadillac or Mercedes; they could afford to be generous to the adoption agency. The only thing I was the brunt of was their figuring out how to be parents as a first born.
Correct me if I am missing something.
I read this wrong…. In spite of I am sure having to pay the costs of our adoptions.
Sorry, I took that differently than you meant. Emotional costs is where my mind went. 🙄
Karen, no need to be sorry. I never felt any burden of being adopted. My parents celebrated my (and my sister’s) adoption day as well as my birthday from the beginning (I was adopted 2 days after my first birthday) with cake and a present, just the same as my birthday, so I always knew that I was adopted, that they chose me particularly, and that my birth parents couldn’t take care of me (not that they didn’t want me). As I grew older, adoption day faded, as the recurring celebration had had its impact.
I tell prospective adoptive parents how my parents handled that as a suggestion to them.
Thanks for your interest.
Sounds heavenly and a perfect childhood! 🌺
Sorry to read that, Karen. I was loved, just not necessarily pre-conceived.
Same here! My parents were ‘finished having children’ after my brother was born. But God had other plans. He saved their best for last. 😁😁 Moi!
Love that euphemism! 😆🤣
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