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When I gave my daughter up for adoption I did so because I thought I couldn't give her what I didn't have, I felt hopeless and had very little information/hope about anything including the future and what it would be like. I believe with all my heart that most birthparents who give their children up must feel this hopeless. There is so little information offered to birthparents who are in such a situation of desperation. I don't mean to sound cynical but I feel such over-neediness from perspective adoptive parents and it kind of makes my stomach turn these days. I believe that just as some women are cooerced into having abortions or not having them, that many women are cooerced into surrendering their children because they feel there really is no other alternative.
I was at a very bad time in my life when adoption seemed like the only alternative. I didn't understand that there were agencies to help me or assistance or anything that could possibly turn my situation around. I wasn't on drugs, I didn't have an abusive boyfriend.. I just simply didn't have any confidense or know how. I was young and couldn't figure things out for myself. I loved and do still love my child.
As I have grown.. I have come to realize that most things are temporary.. even bad things..hopeless situations. Anything can turn around except for regret. Adoption is very final. The adoption agency even told me to think of this as a death to be mourned when it occured. Anything can happen as horrible as that is to tell a mother who believes she's doing the right thing.
I was surprised recently to hear from the birthparents of my child and then to hear the voice of my child..a teenager( I am still only in my early 30's). Needless to say it threw me into some other kind of drama all over again. The birthparents as wonderful as they have been to my child fail to understand how emotonal I am and actually have left it up to my daughter to decide our meeting and our relation. I was told that my role in her life should be as a "close aunt".. never to judge or give advice.. to let them be the heavies..etc. I really didn't plan to do any of those things I was told not to do because I mourned the loss of my child long ago. I was just elated to hear her voice and to hear things about her life in her e-mails and to answer her questions she had and to share. The birthparents didn't call me beforehand to tell me this was coming.. it just came. All my emotions came flooding back.. all the what ifs. In reality though I can see that my child is a very healthy, normal, everyday kind of kid. She has the same kind of problems she would have had regardless of adoption. I can see now that if I would have kept her she'd be the same person she is today nomatter what I thought I couldn't give her then. I still and always will mourn the loss of my baby because I missed the middle.
I feel that there is a big lack of sensitivity to birthparents from adoptive parents. That little baby that I loved and actually did have a bond with is gone forever. My bond with that baby died and was born to someone else.. that will always be the way it is. I can never do anything to change it. To be more exact.. something in me died and even that child grown cannot bring it back to me. It is very hard. Can anyone understand this? I wonder who could because most people tell me to feel grateful and usually I don't where this is concerned now. It is hard to imagine meeting a family of strangers who I am somehow related to but not quite. My feelings are very raw and not thought out but I am learning more each day. I want to meet my child in person but I really feel that she is too young at 15 to understand her feelings let alone mine. I was 15 not too long ago and I remember. I have done my best to be cooperative and to listen but feel that nobody is listening to me.. as this wasn't planned by me.. but years of planning went into it I'm told. I'm not sure it's a good idea to meet with her because she is really still just a child. Does anyone out there have any advice for me?
Yes, I have some advice for you. I am an adoptee. I have always wanted to lay eyes on my mother ever since I could remember being. My mother is a part of me: my body, my mind and my soul. I have a bond with her that will never die.
If she wants to meet with you, then please, honor her request. 15 is not too young at all! A 15 year old needs to know her mother as much as a 30 year old does. That need never goes away.........never.
I wish you all the best.
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Wow... I wish i could give you better advice than this... you need to let the adoptive parents know how this is making you feel. Perhaps,while they are acting in what they perceive to be the best interests of their daughter they just assumed you would be ready for this contact, and clearly you're not 100% there yet.
I would be as honest as possible with them, through a letter if it's too hard to talk on the phone, or an email. Maybe they don't realize that you've been blindsided and need some time to adjust.
I think you should be afforded that time, but I also think you should give serious consideration to allowing your adaughter to be a part of your life, at some level where you and she are comfortable. I do agree 15 is young, but the door has been opened. It would be tragic if you closed it completely now.
Be honest. Ask them for some time.
Keep us posted and my thoughts are with you!
I understand a lot of what you are saying because I am in a situation similar. My daughter just turned 9 in August. I had an open adoption because I knew I loved her before she was ever born. I was depressed and everyone around me had me convinced that it was better for her to give her up. Like you I realize now that the bad times and the hard times come and go. I miss her every single day and I have her pictures with me all the time. She thinks of me as a distant relative. I have felt so empty since that day when I had to get out of the car and leave her in the car. I think that thinking of your adoption as a death was maybe a little too overboard.... she is not dead, she just has more people to love her. At least that is what my rationing was when I cried for hours on end and when I felt my heart was going to break. Even now, I have had twins since then and a new marriage... the twins are 10 months behind her... I have to watch them doing all the things she would have done. I love them with all my heart but it is so hard knowing that I am missing out on all the things she is doing. Dont get me wrong, her adoptive parents are great, they have provided for her very well and she is home schooled with her adoptive brother who was adopted four months before my daughter. They are both beautiful and happy children... It does not change the fact that I have an empty spot for her. I guess I am rambling on, the point is that I know some of what your feeling and I appreciate your strength in being able to write or talk about it. I admire you. I wish you all the best.. feel free to email me or to im me any time you want to talk.
I know how you feel. I am going through it right now. I just met my daughter about 3 weeks ago in Texas. I found her when she was 18 years old but she did not want to see me. Now at 31 years old, she finally did. All my pain have surfaced again. You see, I love my daughter. I had to give her up for adoption because of the same similiar reasons but more. I was young too and I did not get help. I had no one who gave me no support or advise. I was alone. More than anything, I knew that by giving her to a family, she would have medical help. I did not know what the future holds and I was scarced and confused. Now more than anything, I want to spend some time with her and get to know her. I ached deep inside my heart everytime I think of her. I beat myself everyday now because of what I did years ago. My pain never goes away.
I would love to spend as much time with her and let her know how much I love her. I hope some day she can forgive me.
Is it true that birth mothers never forget? I am scared to find a woman that may reject me again. What if she doesn't want me. I am so scared. I have never been this scared ever. I was born a few days before Christmas, so it always makes me wonder if this woman misses me at that time of year. I have always suffered from a deep depression from it since a child, feeling different than other kids. I was called ugly a lot and it often made me wonder if that is why my mother gave me away. As a black female, I also know that many black babies were not put up for adoption. It also makes me wonder if she really wanted me. Does anyone else have these fears? Will my depression over this ever go away? Is there someone out there that is missing me? You always hear a lot of people talking about being adopted but never women or men who have given a child up for adoption. Why is that? What if this woman is married to the same man with other kids? I don't know if I could bare to deal with that especially since I grew up alone. If I could just know this ladies name, it would be of some comfort. I know I'm carrying on right now and I'm sorry for that. I just found this website and it would be nice to communicate with others like me who understand. I could use a friend like that right now vmbreaux@juno.com
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Mourned your child, she is alive, she is your blood, she did not have a choice, you made that choice for her as a baby. Imagine your hurt your fears and then imagine that of a 15 year old girl who has all these empty holes, all this wonder. She needs to know that you are there for her, she needs this to grow into the person she is becoming knowing her roots, knowing that she resembles someone, knowing that she is loved, not that she was mourned as a child, I am sorry but she did not ask for this, and I dont say this out of anger, only out of knowing the hopelessness that an adoptee can at times feel. I understand you did this at the time out of love for your child, but now she is reaching out for you, and I hope you will be there for her now. Imagine if you didnt know your biological family, it something that alot of adoptees need to fill that void. I wish you and her all the best.