Tired of searching for that racially-acceptable expectant, er, birth mom (word conditioning matters) in just enough crisis that she will consider relinquishing her child for adoption? Exhausted by competing with all those other picture and paper perfect prospective adoptive parents that were also disproportionately “called by God” at a ratio of 36 to 1? Disappointed with yet another “failed” adoption where your birth mother … More KNAVELOVE: We bake ’em, You take ’em
I’ve never blogged from a restaurant before much less on my phone. I like the privacy of my bathroom with my Epsom salt and scented candles. But I’m on the verge of a panic attack. I felt it as we left my son’s piano lesson. I promised the kids lunch at a fast food joint … More Don’t Mind the Panic Attack at Table 11.
Dear America, I spent the first 16 years of my adoption experience as a “birth” mother in complete isolation. It was preceded by the nearly 10 months of family-conducted isolation during my pregnancy. Such is the life of a shamed pregnant teenager. I had personally never known either an adopted person or a natural mother. I thought my mother and the adoption … More America, You Have An Adoption Problem.