Thursday, April 15, 2010

"We Are the Truth" Adoption Blog

To try and tell an adoption story in a very small space is difficult, if not impossible. There is no way to properly express the loss most adoptive parents have experienced prior to finding their adopted children, and there is also no way to accurately describe the profound love we feel toward those children. To say we are grateful for the opportunity to parent is an understatement, yet it’s true. To say we are blessed would also seem inadequate, but this also is true. Perhaps I will say we are grateful and blessed, and so much more.

My husband and I have two daughters who are our biological children, and we have two sons whom we adopted from Ryazan, Russia. Chance, our oldest son, was adopted in 1998 and Billy, our youngest, was adopted on Christmas Eve of 2001. When we went to Russia to get Chance in 1998 I was six months pregnant with our youngest daughter, Katie. When it came time to go bring Billy home in 2001, we decided to bring his three siblings along to Russia with us to help welcome him into our family. Perhaps the greatest moment of the trip was when Katie, after waking up and seeing Billy in my arms the day after we returned to Moscow, said, “Mommy, you need to give that baby back to his mommy and daddy.”

“Honey,” I said, “we ARE his mommy and daddy.”

There are so many stories I could tell about our lives over the past 11 years, yet I only have a small space in which to write, so I will just tell you that we love our boys. There is no distinction between my biological and adopted children – how they entered our family has no bearing on how much I love them. As a friend of mine so wisely once said, “Dawn, a child does not have to come from your womb in order for you to love him.” Truer words have never been spoken.

I write an article which I hope provides a positive look on adoption from many different aspects. I write this article for many reasons: to help new and prospective adoptive parents find much-needed information and resources, to show birth mothers how much their children are loved and cared for, and to let others see adoption from a positive, realistic, perspective. Mostly, though, I write this article because I love my boys and I hope that others will have an opportunity to experience the same kind of joy I do with my children. Children who grow up in a loving, caring, supportive, environment will eventually become loving, caring, supportive, adults. Unfortunately, there are far too many children in our country and throughout the world who must grow up in institutions and temporary homes. These children will never experience the security and permanency of having parents and a family. We must not forget that these children will eventually become adults who will treat the world the same way it treated them.

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