There are many things that affect your life for the good or the bad but some days make an unforgettable change. The kind of change that you will look back on every single year and say “WOW, what a great day that was” or “What a terrible day that was!” We have had three different occasions that I can specifically look back on and say “WOW!”. Three years ago today was one of those moments. At the time, I did not realize how incredibly significant this day would be.
As I sit in a hospital room typing this, I am unable to access facebook for some reason. I planned on added many more photos but will have to update another time.
Fears become real when the words “home study” are mentioned. Probably the top two questions that we are asked by those who are looking to adopt that know we have adopted are, “What is the home study like?” and ” What if we don’t pass?”. I am going to go over our experience. I will give you an insight to our home studies with three different home studies (actually four for three children… I will explain more on that later), two different agencies, and three different social workers.
Educating your family is the most important piece when you are adopting. Keeping an open conversation with thoughts, concerns, and questions are needed. Adoption should never be a “taboo” subject considering it isn’t something to be ashamed of. We had and still have the policy with our family and even friends that they can ask any and all questions to help educate themselves better about adoption. Educating equals less fears. Here is a word from both my mom and my husband’s mom pertaining to adoption.
Birth parents, are they a hero or are they a selfish human being? I know every situation is different but after meeting my children’s birth parents and hearing so many other stories of other’s birth parents, I have my own very personal views.
Please know that I am talking about birth parents who have made the decision on their own. I am NOT talking about those who have unwillingly had children taken from them, as in almost all cases regarding children in the care of social services.
Guest Post from another adoptive mother who wishes to remain anonymous.
I will never forget the day. I was going about my daily routine busy as usual at my job. I was covered up in mounds of paperwork and had made up my mind I was not going to the floor of the local hospital where I worked to make rounds on this particular day I was going to get caught up on this paperwork.