- I did not place my child because she was “unwanted.” I wanted her so much that I continued a pregnancy filled with unanswered questions.
I chose adoption because I loved my child. This parental love allowed me to put his needs before my own when making my choice.
This choice affected more than just me. She has a Grandmother, a Grandfather, and Aunts and Uncles who love her as well, and she will be missed.
I wish for the day I can look into my child’s eyes and tell him I love him one more time.
I hope that you will teach my child about her beginnings – about where she was born and who I am.
I hope you will teach respect to my child by showing respect for me in your discussions.
I wish I could be there to answer my child’s questions about adoption, but I trust you to answer them truthfully as best you can.
I will never stop thinking about my child. She will always be a part of who I am.
I would never try to disrupt my child’s new family with you. I put too much emotion and suffering into making this choice to allow anything to disrupt it – including me.
In my eyes, you will always be my child’s Mom and Dad. And that thought brings me happiness.
My son’s mother wrote to me in her first letter:
“Children are never really ours, they are just entrusted to us for a time by God.”
As birthmothers, we take our short time with our child very seriously, and it affects us the rest of our lives. We place that final kiss on our baby’s forehead and pass them forward to your waiting arms because we know you will be taking it very seriously too."