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My mother had a still-born in 1937 that almost killed her also. Five years later, she and my daddy adopted me as a 3 week old infant. I could never have hoped to have had a more loving, caring family. I was raised always knowing that I was adopted (chosen, special). My mother did such a good sales job on that one that I used to feel sorry for my playmates who weren't adopted!
My mother had a still-born in 1937 that almost killed her also. Five years later, she and my daddy adopted me as a 3 week old infant. I could never have hoped to have had a more loving, caring family. I was raised always knowing that I was adopted (chosen, special). My mother did such a good sales job on that one that I used to feel sorry for my playmates who weren't adopted!
So thrilled for you! God’s plans sometimes are so clear to see.
Our daughter has relationships with each of her birth parents, who she found via the internet when she was in her early 20’s. Her birth father danced with her in the father-daughter dance at her wedding. My husband danced the first half and then asked her birth father to finish the second half. Not a dry eye in the room! But she knows who her “real” parents are.
When my son would go to other children's yards to play, he enjoyed going to our neighbor's yard to play on such great swings, slides, etc. That child was adopted, and did he ever rub it in that he was chosen and picked out "special." He'd say to other kids, "Your mom just got what popped out!"
Cookie- when my 3 adopted siblings got old enough to ask why I wasn’t adopted but they were, she had a stock answer- “Because after him we couldn’t take anymore chances.
Very pleased our kids are adopting and fostering.