"Then it hit me. They put my baby in my arms. I was crying---crying for both my mothers. Not just me." --Adult Adoptee quoted in "Journey of the Adopted Self: a Quest for Wholeness"
Thursday, March 24, 2011
The Birth of my First
"Then it hit me. They put my baby in my arms. I was crying---crying for both my mothers. Not just me." --Adult Adoptee quoted in "Journey of the Adopted Self: a Quest for Wholeness"
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It is an experience for which I have no words adequate to express as an adoptee.
ReplyDeleteWhen my daughter was born, I was struck by the fact that this tiny little person was the only person in the entire world I knew who was actually related to me.
ReplyDeleteEvery time I look at my son I feel a flood of complex emotion that is simply indescribable...all the dark history of my origins coupled with the hopeful future of these new beginnings, the faces and lives of my Omma, of my Appa, the inextricable connection to my American family all flood in...so much confusion, so much wonder...
ReplyDeleteBy the way, what a head of hair your little guy came into the world with! :)
Same Laura, it took a time for things to change.Such an amazing mix of complex feelings too as Melissa says.
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