A birthmother’s letter of love… the other side of adoption
I was incredibly blessed to receive a remarkable email that gave me a glimpse of the other side of adoption. I asked for permission to share her email. I hope that anyone reading her story who is thinking and praying about adoption will be touched, encouraged, and motivated by this hero… a mother’s love for her child.
Hello,
I happened to stumble upon your website/blog tonight and it brought tears to my eyes. Your adoption video helped me to remember the love and looks and care that has gotten lost in the sadness that I feel from time to time. It helped me to remember that my choice 3 years ago was not all sadness, but instead filled with love and caring and sympathy thru my hardest choice.
God, I remember so vividly my day at the abortion clinic, refusing to have cops there (I was raped), laying on the table getting gassed to put me out for 15 mins and I just kept seeing these families that would kill just to have a baby, and here i was about to kill my baby… I fought off the drugs and made the doctor stop, got dressed and called a friend to pick me up. I moved back home and just didn’t know what to do… 2 weeks later I finally found my saving grace and ever since then I have become best friends with my birth mother counselor, the lady who handled my adoption. Even today, 3 years later we always talk, but we talk as friends. I want to help others like she helped me and I want to help families become whole. I was the first person in my known family history to place for adoption but I’m not the first to deal with adoptions. My cousin is actually from Korea and there are a few others from other generations, but even though I knew of adoption, it just never crosses my mind as I could be the one to place for adoption.
Next month my daughter will turn 3 and even though I miss her terribly, I know she is where God had planned her all along. And I am grateful for all the pictures and calls and the very few and far between visits I get of/with her. Her parents are amazing and have become more than family. They not only adopted her, but it feels as if they have adopted me as well.
Anyways.. I just wanted to say a personal thank you as your site has lifted some of my spirits in this bittersweet time.
Beautiful!
People always think I am so great or brave or amazing because I adopted. I am no hero, it is the mothers who sacrifice a piece of their heart to put their child into a loving family who are the true heroes. God Bless the mothers (or grandmothers) of our children!!!
I am so impressed with this mothers courage and bravery! How many women do you know who would tell the dr to stop and get off the table and leave to allow this child life. Praise God she took action so quickly when she heard HIS voice. Praise Him for HIS plans for us are always for good. Sometimes we can not see how the good will come out of difficult times, like her rape. But what an absolute inspiring and powerful witness of HIS love for us.
Thank you sweet birthmother, and all other birthmothers, for choosing life for your child. What a brave thing to do. May many others be encouraged by your story.