abused adoptees
abuse in foster care
adoptees
adoption
adoption agencies
adoption industry
child abuse
child placement
Child Protective Services
children
child trafficking
China
family
foster care
Guatemala
humorous
international adoption
love
money
orphanages
orphans
parents
Russia
search and reunion
sexual abuse
social workers
United Kingdom
United States of America









Comments
"The mommy-button"
I never liked my belly-button when I was little. My older brother used to make fun of it. His was an innie, mine was an out-ie. He was kept by his natural mother; I was not.
When I birthed my own babies, I was fascinated by their belly-buttons. How could I not be? I had to clean the stumps every day!
Each one has a different one, yet each one knows they all came from me. When they were little, I used to kiss their belly-buttons and tell them, "That's your mommy-button. No matter where you are in this world, you know you always have my love with you."
My kids make fun of my belly button, mainly because my belly is a mess from having four kids (the last being huge twins). I no longer care, because deep down, I love knowing each one making fun of my belly once lived inside of me.
Scar versus Sale's Tag
Who puts so much thought in a lint-collecting pot or place to be pierced?
It's just another spot to be owned and claimed as part of the whole package. If our belly-buttons are all different, maybe they're like some sort of biologic sales-skintag for us unwanted bastards of the universe!
I always wanted to know if dogs and cats have belly-buttons. I googled, and it appears people are as just sick as me with similar questions: