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An Unmatched Set At our wedding, friends assured my husband and me that we would create good-looking children. And we believed them. It's that cloning fantasy: our children would be miniature versions of ourselves, inheriting only our best features. I pictured a child with my green eyes and his thick, black hair. My dreams left out our worst features: big nose, freckles, a long second toe, and a proclivity to indigestion. So many of our dreams (and fears) were shattered along the way:... read more A Safe Haven It's unconscionable. A baby is sleeping in a bassinet at the foot of my bed, and I don't even know the color of her eyes.
What kind of mother am I, that I haven't memorized her every birthmark and nuance of expression? I hardly ever take pictures, and I haven't recorded a single developmental milestone in a baby book. What kind of mother am I?
I'm a foster mom, and I love it! During the past five years, I've been... read more Beyond the Lion Dance
Jin Yu is seven now, and lately she's been telling me she wants to go and visit her nannies, the women who cared for her at the orphanage in China. Not so much for herself, she says, but for them. Because she is sure they must miss her and wonder how she's doing. I promise we will try to go. "They are going to be so surprised!" she tells me.
I hope so. But the turnover in Chinese orphanages can... read more
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