To My Daughter’s Birth Family,
I don’t know what it’s like to be in your shoes.
I don’t know what it’s like to go to doctor’s appointments and prenatal check-ups and have no idea who will raise my baby.
I don’t know what it’s like to feel kicks in my belly and wonder how I’ll choose a family for the miracle fluttering inside of me. I can only imagine what it feels like to go through stacks of profiles and try to pick a family to raise and love and care for your child.
I don’t know what it’s like to be in labor and delivery only to spend grueling hours birthing a child I won’t keep.
I can imagine the pain of all these moments, however, are only a fraction of how difficult it must be to place your baby in the arms of another family.
And I want you to know I love you.
My family loves you.
I love you for your selflessness. For your courage. And for your willingness to say, “I want more for you, baby.”
I want you to know I respect you. I admire you. And I’m so grateful you chose life for our child—the child we share and will always love together.