Confessions Of A Birth Mothers Mom
There are moments in our lives when we do not think anyone will understand what we are going through. We are suddenly experiencing symptoms like a missed period, nausea, craving certain foods and feeling extra tired. You first think you are coming down with a “bug,”...
Perceptions of Pregnancy and Placement: The Rest of Our Lives After Adoption
Most of what I recall from my pregnancy is in retrospect. I have my journals and certain memories that I can use to reflect on the past, but that was nearly five years ago from where I am now. New experiences and encounters have mixed with the old feelings that I had...
Perceptions of Pregnancy and Placement: 9 Months of Pondering
My pregnancy was not orthodox by any means. I never had a round belly like most pregnant women. Because of my stature, I never appeared pregnant visibly to most people. In many ways, this proved to be a blessing to me and my own mental sanity. Since I was so over...
Choosing Adoption: Taking a Step Back to Consider What You Want.
The day that adoption came into my mind as an option for my daughter’s future, I recall googling, “Adoption agencies near me”. So many links to different agencies popped up, I was overwhelmed by the number of options available. A quick glance at several pages of...
Battling the Grief of Placement & Finding Your Voice
Writing after placement has given me a lot of closure. I didn’t begin writing immediately after my daughter’s adoption took place; I would journal from time to time, but never consistently. For months after resigning my rights to be her mother, I couldn’t write much,...
Sharing My Story: Having a Unique Voice as a Birth Mother and a Woman
Sharing my story of placing my daughter for adoption has been a long journey of understanding why and how I should tell the world of what has happened to me and the choices that I’ve made along the way. I’ve questioned why I need to or would want to tell anyone that...
Making Changes and Facing Fears: Going Back to College While Pregnant
In between being pregnant, choosing adoption and placing my daughter, I still had a life to live regardless of how hopeless I felt. My bills and priorities didn’t just dissipate as I had wished they would, which gave me a reason to keep moving. From my perspective,...
I Was Her Legal Mother for One Day: Placing My Daughter for Adoption.
Having my daughter, I carried her a week past the typical forty-week term. I’m tall, so my belly never purged like a typical pregnant woman’s, my stomach looked relatively flat, and most people who saw me wouldn’t have realized I was pregnant, even at 41 weeks going...