Another Colombian beauty.
This list is shamelessly bloglifted (and edited) from a blogger I do not know. But as my sister-in-law believes, when you steal at least give credit. Rumor has it he stole it from someone else; nonetheless, here is where I found it: www.chadholtz.wordpress.com Thanks, Chad.
1. The fact that there are 143 million children without a parent to kiss them goodnight has made you lose sleep.
2. You realize DNA has nothing to do with love and family.
3. You can’t watch Adoption Stories on TLC without sobbing.
4. The fact that, if 7% of Christians adopted 1 child there would be no orphans in the world, is convicting to you.
5. You spend free time surfing blogs about families who have experienced the blessing of adoption.
6. It drives you crazy when people ask you about adopted child’s “real” parents.
7. You have ever been “pregnant” with your adoptive child longer than it takes an elephant to give birth.(2 years!)
8. You had no idea how you would afford to adopt but stepped out in faith anyway, knowing where God calls you He will provide.
9. You have ever taken an airplane ride half-way around the world with a child you just met.
10. You believe God’s heart is for adoption.
11. You realize that welcoming a child into your heart and family is one of the most important legacies you could ever leave on this earth.
12. You know what the word “Dossier” means, and you can actually pronounce it!
13. You shudder when people say your child is so lucky that you adopted them, knowing full well you are the blessed one to have him or her in your life.
Well, said.
Comments
The rest of the story
I believe every prospective adoptive parent has felt, heard or knows about each of the statements listed here. These are
things that have been handed down from one area to another in the United States for years. I know them, said them, and have
passed them on for years... until the reality of adoption hit me squarely in the face and I had to rethink the whole idea of
adoption.
Two of my seven (19&20)are "normal", bonded and healthy young men who wonder what all the fuss is about. Two of my seven are 9 years old, bonded, and wounded by the other three who didn't make it in the adoption life. The three have exploded with all the wrong there is in adoption and spilled their venom on the other four plus me. The fraction is 3/7 were not adoptable, but 4/7 were very adoptable. That leaves me with the thought: Was it worth the joy of the four to endure the 3?
When looked at that way, OF COURSE it was worth it to me! But was it right?
The 13 statements aren't even worth discussing, IMO... It's all about the rightness and wrongness of adoption that is
important; especially in my situation where so much damage has been done to the three, and then also to the rest of
us 5. But I do think the five of us left, do count in the fraction: 5/9 of the nine in our family are survivors that were NOT "something wrong" with adoption. ONE person nearly destroyed us all. AND three were time bombs from the beginning,
coming home with non-heal-able damage from past abuse.
How could we have ever been any different than what we have become...
JMHO
IN A WORLD OF WHY,
Teddy
The tweaked version
I like this "tweak" made by Eunmi, in her blog living, whining, laughin
You know you are an adoptive mom when...
You sleep well, at night, knowing that you, an upper-class westerner, had the means to buy a poor woman’s baby.
You don’t ever have to contribute to another “Save the Children” Program. You’ve paid up for the rest of your life!
You’re proven right that God doesn’t like poor, third-world women.
Your adoptee grows up with a mental illness or anger issues, and it didn’t come from either you or your husband’s side of the family.
You get to keep your figure and your boobs are STILL perky
People see you as a hero for rescuing those poor minority babies.
You get all kinds of wonderful tax breaks.
You had a pretty china doll when you were a child, and now you get one for REAL!
You can give your child back and get a different one (that one cried sooo much)
You get angry at people for comparing pet adoptions to baby adoptions (ok, so both post pictures and write sad stories, and you have to get approved—it’s still not the same!)
You have the money to make that DWI charge disappear before the homestudy. And everyone knows that your husband was framed in that Dateline “To Catch A Predator” series).
If you had to fly halfway across the world to buy your baby, but got to stay in a 4-star hotel where they gave away free colored Barbies.
awesome
I wish we could get Tina Fey or Stephen Colbert or someone to do a satire or satric commentary on celebrity stars adopting.
We should turn baby shopping into a topic of public ridicule and scorn
You know you are:
You know you are never going to be understood as an adoptive mother when you:
Understand the first list and cry at the second list. Although you did get all your taxes back for the 8 years Bush was president...
Live in Grandma's OLD house with the sign out front that says, "Humble Abode," and you'd rather have a family than a newer, bigger house.
Keep the horribly abused child that was supposed to only have Russel Silver syndrome and epilepsy, but acts out sexually from day one and does not have the Russel Silver syndrome or epilepsy.
Lose all that weight so the adoption agency will approve you and then gain it back because you spend all your time with the kids and eat the left overs.
Keep your commitment to your child until you are the one with the mental illness or anger issues that came from just giving up...
Take your children back to their birth countries and let them experience their birth culture, foster parents who loved them, and find out there is no more information to lead you to the birth family which you consider extended family.
Get mad at people who compare your adoptions to what you could have bought with $145,000.00... and you know the price is far above the money, yet you would rather have a family.
Your husband was one who could have been in that Dateline “To Catch A Predator” series but yet you are NOT guilty by association...
You had to fly halfway across the world to buy your baby and they kept you there for three weeks and then you had to max out the card to "up" your ticket to first class because that was the only tickets available and your 80 year old mother was wearing out at home taking care of the other kids until you can get home to "humble abode" where you have to begin making payments on the money you borrowed for the adoption. But yes, it was very nice to stay at the Rex Hotel in Saigon/HoChiMin City all four times where the pool was on the top of the building and the air conditioner was set at 78 and you got yelled at for washing your clothes in the sink and hanging them to dry in the bathroom instead of sending them to the hotel laundry because you wanted to save some money.
When even your old neighbor lady says, "why didn't you adopt a child from the foster care system", knowing very well you had fostered 12 of them and just could not handle the abuse/baggage they came with; and within a year she is sending goodies over for the baby and continues this for years and through 7 children's adoptions.
IN A WORLD OF WHY,
Teddy
The Dueling-Sides Created by an Industry
Let's not forget how the adoption industry feeds into the fight for righteousness in child-placement practices.
We're sold the idea that there exists an adoption triad, when in fact, selling babies to far-away strangers is business as usual, keeping the Giver and Taker sides frustrated and divided, all in the name of "The Poor Child".
That being my basis of opinion, below is a piece that goes deeper into the truths about adoption's dichotomy only the adoptee can truly appreciate as "messed-up reality":