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Tuesday, June 1, 2010
The Infertile Wound
Later on, I discovered my own struggles with fertility as it took me 18 months to get pregnant with my son--a pregnancy I experienced pre-reunion and with no family health history, no idea of what to expect. I was terrified.
It took me 16 months to get pregnant again after he was born. I lost this pregnancy I lost a just few days ago.
Growing up and even now, individuals in my life who know that I have struggled with fertility frustrations with a successful pregnancy in addition to being adopted have come to me looking for hope. They think that maybe what worked for me will work for them. If it doesn't work, they I can tell them something that will make them feel good about the possible prospect of adopting.
I cannot talk about adoption with those that I love without talking about all of it. The loss. The lifelong processing of the meaning of adoption. The policy issues that need to be changed. Sometimes these things are very hard for people in the midst of grief to hear.
My original mother, my adoptive mother, and I, we all lost something, didn't we. We all gained each other. It is hard to hear about loss--but it is how we gain empathy for each other.
I began blogging in 2009 to try to find my original family and ended up becoming an author and activist for the adoption community. Two degrees in social work, two kids, multiple legislative campaigns, multiple published books, two collegiate teaching positions, a clinical practice, and advanced licensing later....I'm still at it and not giving up any time soon.