We were cautious. We were careful. We listened to our agency and followed all the “rules.”
And yet it DID happen:
We were scammed!
We had dealt with a few probable scammers before — women who called us on our adoption line or emailed us for a few days with crazy stories or requests that sent red flags waving in all directions. But this was different.
This scam was well-planned, cruel and criminal. It not only drained us emotionally and financially, but left us questioning ourselves and our ability to move forward. Continue reading →
Recently, my wife, Angela and I headed to our local small metropolis for an evening out. One of our stops was a store for supplies for some projects I’m working on for the Littlest Brooks-Livingston’s eventual arrival.
We encountered someone who noticed that we were buying baby-oriented items and in a friendly waiting-in-line-together kind of way, she asked what we were making, so I told her.
Anticipating this might propel the discussion into questions about pregnancy and/or our due date, as has happened before, Angela said,
The person we encountered suddenly brightened and congratulated us, telling us how exciting it is that we’re adopting. Continue reading →
Our road before arriving at open adoption began like many others; it was bumpy, there were rest stops, sometimes we chugged our way up mountains and occasionally we ran out of gas.
We were pretty tired by the time we discovered the open adoption exit and my immediate, war weary reaction was no *bleeping* way.
My reaction was the same one you get from an unknowing family member or friend. The same one I saw Matt Lauer utter after a beautiful segment on open adoption on the Today show a few weeks ago.
My reaction went something like this: ‘You expect me to open myself and my imagined future child up to the drama and heartache that will surely come with a woman who is unable to parent her own kid?’ Continue reading →