This guest post is by Ashlee Amraen, a birthmother.
I was 21 when I got pregnant with twins. It was completely unexpected.
My boyfriend and I were excited but we soon realized that adoption was best for them.
We had a very rocky relationship and we both came to the conclusion that we were not ready and either was our relationship. It wouldn’t have been fair to our twins to bring them into a world where mommy and daddy were fighting all the time. Continue reading →
This guest post is by Barbara Freedgood, an adoptive mother and psychotherapist.
As I sit watching the snowflakes falling outside my kitchen window, my mind wanders back to the time when my husband and I were adopting. So here come my thoughts.
When hopeful adoptive parents talk about adoption, they often talk about it as if it were one thing. That one thing is finding a child to love and raise as family, but that is actually just one outcome of adoption.
Adoption begins with a dream and turns into a lifelong series of challenges that evolve as the child and family grow. Adoption is a process.
If you thought infertility took grit, try adopting! For many of us, before we ever consider adopting, we have already been trying to have a child for some time. (I promise not to tell you to mourn here. I’m quite sure someone else has done that!)
So we are tired, but we are also really good at trying. It’s a tough process, adoption. Continue reading →
This guest post is by Laura Gladden, a birthmother and blogger.
Every girl fantasizes about what her future will be like. What kind of man she will marry, what kind of house she will live in, how many children she will have, and all those other things.
I am no exception to this.
Growing up, not just when I was a small child, but also when I was a teenager, I had these goals. I grew up a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, so I had some even more specific goals.
Like, finding a man that was worthy to take me to the Temple, a man who held the priesthood and could bless our home with it. I wanted a man who was successful, who could provide a nice home for our family and me. Continue reading →