Don’t Adopt?

(Copied from my other page)

No to Adoption Because of My Children???

I am livid. I have a slow burning fire within me.

I am scarred, my heart seared forever by the 16 year old girl in a wheelchair and on oxygen, stuck in a children’s home who said that I was doing a marvelous job with my adopted special children and that she desperately wants a mom too who will love her and be kind to her.

“We have dreams too. We also want to be loved. Please don’t give up on us even though it’s hard.”

And then you tell me you told your friend not to adopt an innocent 3 month old because you look at MY children and don’t think your friend can handle it?

Why aren’t children like mine worthy of love???

Don’t I look happy??
And more importantly, don’t THEY?

This goes to everyone out there who has whispered, “Maybe you should send them back, they’re causing a strain on your marriage.” (No, THEY weren’t.)

Goes to all the people like someone close in my family who told me to send Micaiah back “and get a normal one.”😡🙄

Every single child is worth expending effort for. Physically unwell. Mentally unwell. Disabled. Neurodiverse.

There’s a South African mom I emailed who had adopted an older child and a younger sibling. The older child was so violent that they had to put him in an institution. But she WILL NEVER REGRET BECOMING HIS MOM. In her words, “He knows he has family that loves him. Isn’t that enough for HIM? Even though we have to visit him instead of housing him, he is ours and we love him.”

This baby’s bio mom is not interested in the baby AT ALL. Her other children are being raised by a long suffering granny. Her sister and her uncle are trying to find a safe, loving mom for the baby. 🥹

This baby deserves a mom. And I’m so thankful that like me, this friend has been unmoved by the ‘advice’ not to adopt.

We are moving ahead! The baby will get a loving mom and aunts like me who will love her even though we are far.

And thank you to Trisha Vellema who is looking forward to being the ‘spoiling’ aunt my children deserve. I once made a desperate plea for tangible love on their birthdays. It didn’t happen so I wrote to her directly. I will look to everyone who has loved me and I WILL find someone who will tangibly love my children too.

I do have a cousin in the Uk who loves them. And an unemployed SA friend who phones them. But in this world where children talk about presents, I want them to also experience presents outside of us-their nuclear family.

Because they all deserve it- adopted and biologically mine.

And so does every child. A 3 month old born from an alcoholic, and the 16 year old with serious medical problems.

If not us, then who?