Almost two years ago (holy cow, has it really been that long?) I was reading one of my favorite adoption blogs and I saw some familiar faces. They were a couple people I went to high school with, who I didn't realize had gotten married. It was one of those wait, I know her...and wait, I know him too! Wait...they got married? That's so cool! They were going through a rough patch and my heart went out to them. I found her on facebook, started stalking her blog (well, technically since I was leaving comments it wasn't considered stalking...right?) and now we're internet buddies. Their daughter Hazel is so stinking cute.
Isaac and I met in high school and were married for 6 years before sweet Hazel joined our family. She is the most amazing little girl, and has certainly made every bump in the journey (years of medical treatments, waiting, praying, and a reversed adoption) worth it. We are so grateful for adoption! We cannot imagine our lives without Hazel. We have an open adoption with Hazel's birthmother, whom we love with all of our hearts. She gave us the most precious gift, and we are so grateful that Hazel will always have her birthmother in her life.
Hazel is going to be a great big sister, and we are excited to add to our family again through the miracle of adoption!
You can read about their hope to adopt again HERE and HERE.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
The Adoption Creed
I remember hearing this poem many, many years ago as a child although I didn't quite understand what it meant. Now it has taken on a special meaning and has become very dear to me. While I was searching online to find the author's name I found this necklace...isn't is awesome? You can find it here.
On the site there is also a bit of history about the poem. Here it is (borrowed from http://store.christiangiftsplace.com/the-adoption-poem-touchstone-necklace-p1211.aspx)
On the site there is also a bit of history about the poem. Here it is (borrowed from http://store.christiangiftsplace.com/the-adoption-poem-touchstone-necklace-p1211.aspx)
Fleur Conkling was an author of songs, stories, poetry, magazine articles and children's books including the Bingity-Bangity School Bus, Billy Between and The Brave Little Duck.
This poem, however, which has gained great currency, is perhaps her most well known verse, though few may realize her authorship of it. Known variously as The Adoption Creed, The Answer to an Adopted Child, and In My Heart, it was published in the Saturday Evening Post in 1952.
As a beautifully phrased exploration of unique emotional bond, it became a most special poem for parents and children alike.
This poem, however, which has gained great currency, is perhaps her most well known verse, though few may realize her authorship of it. Known variously as The Adoption Creed, The Answer to an Adopted Child, and In My Heart, it was published in the Saturday Evening Post in 1952.
As a beautifully phrased exploration of unique emotional bond, it became a most special poem for parents and children alike.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Imagine
I've posted this video before...but I love it, so you're getting it again.
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National Adoption Month,
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Sunday, November 14, 2010
Blankets for Birthmothers
Birthmothers for Adoption is the blog of Jessa, a birthmother, who placed her baby girl for adoption in August 2008. She has been taking the National Adoption Month Challenge too and her posts are wonderful. I know I'm throwing a lot of blogs at you, but I think even if you just stop over once and read a few posts, you won't regret it.
So anywhoo - one of my favorite adoption blogs: the r house, is doing a November Service Project. They are collecting Blankets for Birthmothers. Blankets for Birthmothers was started by Jessa (along with Scholarships for Birthmothers...which is SUCH a great idea). She collects the blankets and takes them to six different agencies near her. The agencies then take them to birthmoms while they're in the hospital so they do not go home empty handed. She accepts all kinds of blankets...store bought, hand made, or just fabric for a blanket. (The link above to Blankets for Birthmoms details a little more from Jessa)
So here's what I'm thinking...I want to help The R House reach their goal of 50 blankets donated in November. Mrs R has more details about the November Service Project HERE. She's also posted a simple, step by step video on how to make a double sided fleece blanket - no sewing required!! If you feel like being crafty, by all means, craft away (seriously, I am never one to stand in the way of crafting!). Or if you're already busy with holiday prep, keep your eyes open while you're out shopping...and pick up a blanket or two. You mail them directly to Jessa...here's her info:
So anywhoo - one of my favorite adoption blogs: the r house, is doing a November Service Project. They are collecting Blankets for Birthmothers. Blankets for Birthmothers was started by Jessa (along with Scholarships for Birthmothers...which is SUCH a great idea). She collects the blankets and takes them to six different agencies near her. The agencies then take them to birthmoms while they're in the hospital so they do not go home empty handed. She accepts all kinds of blankets...store bought, hand made, or just fabric for a blanket. (The link above to Blankets for Birthmoms details a little more from Jessa)
So here's what I'm thinking...I want to help The R House reach their goal of 50 blankets donated in November. Mrs R has more details about the November Service Project HERE. She's also posted a simple, step by step video on how to make a double sided fleece blanket - no sewing required!! If you feel like being crafty, by all means, craft away (seriously, I am never one to stand in the way of crafting!). Or if you're already busy with holiday prep, keep your eyes open while you're out shopping...and pick up a blanket or two. You mail them directly to Jessa...here's her info:
Jessalynn Bills
10279 South Chestnut View Court
South Jordan, Utah 84095
10279 South Chestnut View Court
South Jordan, Utah 84095
It's a simple thing that we can do that will help bring comfort to a woman during one of the toughest times of her life. If you do mail a blanket let me know - I'd love to see how many we can get donated!
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Guest Blogger: Sterling
Sterling's beautiful adoption video kicked off National Adoption Month here on my blog. If you haven't watched it yet you might want to do it first, before you read this...just so you have some background.
Sterling and I met when Nathan was in the Marching Band at USU...well I guess I should say we kinda met. We had her over to our place a couple times, but we never really got to be close friends...that came later. As Nathan and I began our adoption journey Sterling was on an adoption journey of her own. We have become close friends; she has been such a great person to know. She is kind and smart and beautiful...her friendship is very precious to me. She blogs HERE...and it is worth the read.
Open adoption.
The term can give warm fuzzies, or it can make someone shiver.
I know there have been bad experiences with open adoption, and I’m not going to invalidate any of those. This is just my story, and how I came to be where I am right now.
I started looking at adopting family profiles when I was 3 months pregnant. I wasn’t really consciously planning on placing at that point, but I wanted to see what these families were like. It was a new concept to me that I could choose a family, meet them, and even correspond with them a little before placement. If I was lucky, I would even get emails and pictures every once and a while for a couple years after placement. (Apparently I only knew about the 1990’s style open adoption).
When I started emailing David and Amy, I intended to keep things strictly business (ha!) and only ask questions that were not too personal, and made it sound as though I was just browsing. In a matter of four weeks and a dozen emails, I was not only corresponding with David and Amy, but I was forming a relationship with them. We learned that we had crossed paths dozens of times in our lives, but had never actually met. We shared personal information, fears, rants, and joked. Without my realizing it at the time, I was getting to know a couple that I would come to consider family.
David and Amy live 2,500 miles away from me. I tell people that I couldn’t have chosen a family further away unless I placed an hour and a half east of them, or internationally. The distance doesn’t matter, though. It just makes our reunions that much sweeter.
I met David and Amy in person for the first time when I was 6 months pregnant. They came to Utah to visit family, and I met them for dinner. When I walked in to meet them, I knew they were my son’s parents. (That’s a different story altogether, and hopefully Holly will invite me to share that one, as well!) I also realized that I might possibly get to watch my little boy grow up, and get the closure and peace of mind that not many people get. David and Amy were so loving from the beginning, and always told me how much they appreciated and treasured our friendship above all else.
As we approached my due date, my step-father became very ill… we thought he wouldn’t make it. My first reaction was to call David and Amy. I knew they understood how much my step-dad meant to me, and I needed to hear a calming voice. They shared my grief, and gave me words of support and love. They told me that even if this somehow changed my desire to place (I’m not sure how it could have), they would be there to support me 100%.
On February 20, 2010, I delivered my baby David (“Bo”) into this world. He is beautiful and – literally – the perfect child. The two days I had him in the hospital were the most bittersweet of my life, and I really did toy with the idea of backing out of placement. But I remembered how much I love David and Amy, and I knew that I would never worry if my son was loved. I knew he would be, because of the way I had been treated.
Placement day came, and my heart was aching. I was already anticipating an empty arms feeling. Placement was perfect, though. I cried and cried, but I was able to find the strength to place my baby into the arms of his mother. I knew she had waited 8 years for that moment, and the joy and pure love I saw in her eyes, and David’s, helped me make it through the following days and weeks.
In the weeks following, David and Amy kept me updated with tons of pictures and emails about their life with Bo. They told me all of his little milestones and many things few people would really care about (how much he was spitting up, how he always wanted to be on his tummy, how much he eats, how much he poops...) and kept in close contact. I expected it to fade out after a couple of months, but instead it evolved. We had our scheduled emails and pictures, but I knew that at any time I could ask for an extra picture or email just for fun (which I only did twice). Amy and I became even closer, and our emails became less about just Bo (though he is still our favorite subject!) and expanded to include everything about our day to day lives. We both began to feel like sisters after only a few months. I felt comfort and peace whenever I would hear from them.
It was heart warming to see pictures of David and Bo together, and receive emails from David about how much he loves his son, and know that he is the kind of dad every boy should have. I knew I couldn't offer that by myself and I was, over and over, reassured that Bo is the most loved and adored little boy.
In August, I had the incredible opportunity to fly to Florida to be with them when the adoption was finalized (I was the first birthmother present at an adoption finalization for the judge), when they went through the temple (Oh, how my heart longs to enter the House of the Lord someday soon!), and when they blessed little Bo. I still longed for my baby and missed him, but being allowed to share in their joy helped me to find the joy in my own heart. I rejoiced with them. And it felt soooooo good. I can advocate adoption completely because I have seen firsthand the happiness it brings to ALL participants.
I recently returned from another visit to Florida, this time just for fun. We spent hours and hours talking, laughing, and sharing stories. It was the best vacation I’ve had so far in my life, and it was amazing to feel as though I was with close family. When I left, I was not the only one crying. I know our relationship is not just a facade to make them look good (although I believe they are the BEST couple in the world!), but that they genuinely love and care about me... not just because I am their son's birthmother.
I know that as the years go by, we may contact each other less often. We plan to keep our families close, and I know that both sides will try. I also know that if many months go between emails or phone calls, I will never have to worry if my baby is okay. I have seen enough of them and learned enough about them to know that Bo is where he is supposed to be. I’ve had the opportunity to share their joy and love in becoming a family. My testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ has grown as they have shared their love of God with me.
I am so grateful for an open adoption. I went into this looking for my baby’s parents. I never imagined I would find my best friends. They are the parents I would like to be. They help remind me why I turned my life around, and why I desire to live a good life… so that my sweet little Bo will be proud of me and the decisions I make from now on.
Open adoption is beautiful. It is a blessing. I have been healing much more quickly than I thought I would. I will never “get over” my adoption experience. But, thanks to my incredible relationship with David, Amy and Bo, I have had the closure that is allowing me to move forward and find happiness. I don’t know where I would be without the miracle of open adoption.
Sterling and I met when Nathan was in the Marching Band at USU...well I guess I should say we kinda met. We had her over to our place a couple times, but we never really got to be close friends...that came later. As Nathan and I began our adoption journey Sterling was on an adoption journey of her own. We have become close friends; she has been such a great person to know. She is kind and smart and beautiful...her friendship is very precious to me. She blogs HERE...and it is worth the read.
I asked her to share a little bit about her adoption situation...she has a very open relationship with her baby's parents.
Amy, Sterling, Bo & David
Open Adoption
by Sterling Bo Winn
Open adoption.
The term can give warm fuzzies, or it can make someone shiver.
I know there have been bad experiences with open adoption, and I’m not going to invalidate any of those. This is just my story, and how I came to be where I am right now.
I started looking at adopting family profiles when I was 3 months pregnant. I wasn’t really consciously planning on placing at that point, but I wanted to see what these families were like. It was a new concept to me that I could choose a family, meet them, and even correspond with them a little before placement. If I was lucky, I would even get emails and pictures every once and a while for a couple years after placement. (Apparently I only knew about the 1990’s style open adoption).
When I started emailing David and Amy, I intended to keep things strictly business (ha!) and only ask questions that were not too personal, and made it sound as though I was just browsing. In a matter of four weeks and a dozen emails, I was not only corresponding with David and Amy, but I was forming a relationship with them. We learned that we had crossed paths dozens of times in our lives, but had never actually met. We shared personal information, fears, rants, and joked. Without my realizing it at the time, I was getting to know a couple that I would come to consider family.
David and Amy live 2,500 miles away from me. I tell people that I couldn’t have chosen a family further away unless I placed an hour and a half east of them, or internationally. The distance doesn’t matter, though. It just makes our reunions that much sweeter.
I met David and Amy in person for the first time when I was 6 months pregnant. They came to Utah to visit family, and I met them for dinner. When I walked in to meet them, I knew they were my son’s parents. (That’s a different story altogether, and hopefully Holly will invite me to share that one, as well!) I also realized that I might possibly get to watch my little boy grow up, and get the closure and peace of mind that not many people get. David and Amy were so loving from the beginning, and always told me how much they appreciated and treasured our friendship above all else.
As we approached my due date, my step-father became very ill… we thought he wouldn’t make it. My first reaction was to call David and Amy. I knew they understood how much my step-dad meant to me, and I needed to hear a calming voice. They shared my grief, and gave me words of support and love. They told me that even if this somehow changed my desire to place (I’m not sure how it could have), they would be there to support me 100%.
On February 20, 2010, I delivered my baby David (“Bo”) into this world. He is beautiful and – literally – the perfect child. The two days I had him in the hospital were the most bittersweet of my life, and I really did toy with the idea of backing out of placement. But I remembered how much I love David and Amy, and I knew that I would never worry if my son was loved. I knew he would be, because of the way I had been treated.
Placement day came, and my heart was aching. I was already anticipating an empty arms feeling. Placement was perfect, though. I cried and cried, but I was able to find the strength to place my baby into the arms of his mother. I knew she had waited 8 years for that moment, and the joy and pure love I saw in her eyes, and David’s, helped me make it through the following days and weeks.
In the weeks following, David and Amy kept me updated with tons of pictures and emails about their life with Bo. They told me all of his little milestones and many things few people would really care about (how much he was spitting up, how he always wanted to be on his tummy, how much he eats, how much he poops...) and kept in close contact. I expected it to fade out after a couple of months, but instead it evolved. We had our scheduled emails and pictures, but I knew that at any time I could ask for an extra picture or email just for fun (which I only did twice). Amy and I became even closer, and our emails became less about just Bo (though he is still our favorite subject!) and expanded to include everything about our day to day lives. We both began to feel like sisters after only a few months. I felt comfort and peace whenever I would hear from them.
It was heart warming to see pictures of David and Bo together, and receive emails from David about how much he loves his son, and know that he is the kind of dad every boy should have. I knew I couldn't offer that by myself and I was, over and over, reassured that Bo is the most loved and adored little boy.
In August, I had the incredible opportunity to fly to Florida to be with them when the adoption was finalized (I was the first birthmother present at an adoption finalization for the judge), when they went through the temple (Oh, how my heart longs to enter the House of the Lord someday soon!), and when they blessed little Bo. I still longed for my baby and missed him, but being allowed to share in their joy helped me to find the joy in my own heart. I rejoiced with them. And it felt soooooo good. I can advocate adoption completely because I have seen firsthand the happiness it brings to ALL participants.
Sterling and Bo at the Temple when he was sealed to Dave & Amy
I recently returned from another visit to Florida, this time just for fun. We spent hours and hours talking, laughing, and sharing stories. It was the best vacation I’ve had so far in my life, and it was amazing to feel as though I was with close family. When I left, I was not the only one crying. I know our relationship is not just a facade to make them look good (although I believe they are the BEST couple in the world!), but that they genuinely love and care about me... not just because I am their son's birthmother.
I know that as the years go by, we may contact each other less often. We plan to keep our families close, and I know that both sides will try. I also know that if many months go between emails or phone calls, I will never have to worry if my baby is okay. I have seen enough of them and learned enough about them to know that Bo is where he is supposed to be. I’ve had the opportunity to share their joy and love in becoming a family. My testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ has grown as they have shared their love of God with me.
I am so grateful for an open adoption. I went into this looking for my baby’s parents. I never imagined I would find my best friends. They are the parents I would like to be. They help remind me why I turned my life around, and why I desire to live a good life… so that my sweet little Bo will be proud of me and the decisions I make from now on.
Open adoption is beautiful. It is a blessing. I have been healing much more quickly than I thought I would. I will never “get over” my adoption experience. But, thanks to my incredible relationship with David, Amy and Bo, I have had the closure that is allowing me to move forward and find happiness. I don’t know where I would be without the miracle of open adoption.
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Friday, November 12, 2010
A Question
Nine years ago tonight, a question was asked. One that changed the trajectory of my life's path.
Nine years ago I would have never imagined I would be where I am...having lived through what I've lived through. Suffered what I've suffered. Loved what I've loved. Seen the things I've seen. Met the people I've met. Been blessed the way I've been blessed.
Nine years ago a question was asked, full of hope and love and promise.
Nine years later, I'm {still} glad I said yes.
Nine years ago I would have never imagined I would be where I am...having lived through what I've lived through. Suffered what I've suffered. Loved what I've loved. Seen the things I've seen. Met the people I've met. Been blessed the way I've been blessed.
Nine years ago a question was asked, full of hope and love and promise.
Nine years later, I'm {still} glad I said yes.
Adoption Bookshelf Part 2: Kids
Here is part two of my favorites...this time kids books. Which, are also fantastic for adults by the way. :)
Do you have any favorites you want to share? I'm always looking for new books.
Tell Me Again About the Night I Was Born
by Jamie Lee Curtis
A friend gave me this one earlier this year. It is so fantastic! It is told from the perspective of the child, asking questions of the parent...about their adoption story. It is beautifully illustrated, and wonderfully written. I've read it a bunch of times already, and I can't wait to have someone (besides Winston) to read it to. It would be a great gift for any couple hoping to adopt, and you can find it HERE ON AMAZON. The Best for You
by Kelsey Stewart
My friend Christy introduced this book to me. It is wonderful! It is written from the perspective of the birthmother...she is telling her story to the child. There are some parts that WILL induce tears...just warning you. The author is also fantastic! She blogs HERE. You can find this book HERE ON AMAZON. Do you have any favorites you want to share? I'm always looking for new books.
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Thursday, November 11, 2010
Adoption Bookshelf Part 1: Adults
There is a lot of literature out there on adoption - a lot of it is good and some of it is horribly negative. I've come across a few of both and here are some of my favorites...in the "adult" category.
If you want to go a little (ok, a lot) heavier...this one's for you. It has everything you could ever want to know about ANY aspect of adoption...well ok, maybe not EVERYTHING but it has enough info to fill a college course called Adoption 101. It is great for anyone starting an adoption journey or for anyone with a healthy curiosity. You can find it HERE ON AMAZON.
Dear Birthmother
by Kathleen Silber & Phylis Speedlin
I borrowed this one from the library when we first started seriously looking at adoption as an option. It opened my eyes...a LOT. It taught me that a lot of the things I thought about adoption were wrong. It made me cry happy positive tears. It isn't that long either...I read the whole thing in a couple days...and that was only because I was working two jobs at the time. It's maybe 120 pages? I would recommend EVERYONE read this...especially anyone who has a close friend/family member who is/has/hopes to adopt. If you want to pick up a copy, you can find it HERE ON AMAZON.The Complete Adoption Book
by Laura Beauvais-Godwin & Raymond Godwin
If you want to go a little (ok, a lot) heavier...this one's for you. It has everything you could ever want to know about ANY aspect of adoption...well ok, maybe not EVERYTHING but it has enough info to fill a college course called Adoption 101. It is great for anyone starting an adoption journey or for anyone with a healthy curiosity. You can find it HERE ON AMAZON.
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National Adoption Month
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