When friends asked, I’d always assured them I wasn’t sad that I hadn’t given birth to my sons. A heartbreaking false start helped me see that I was truly at peace with that fact.
As foster parents, you hope that the love and security you offer will stay in a child’s heart. When we reconnected with a boy we fostered through two reunifications 14 years ago, we found that it had.
We knew that our youngest son’s birth mother would be a powerful force in his life. We didn’t anticipate the impact she’d have on his older brothers.
My son’s Mexican heritage is not apparent to others. Is it my responsibility to identify ourselves as a multiracial family?
After three domestic adoptions, we have three very different levels of openness with each of our children’s birth families.
Our youngest son’s birth mother is having a baby. How will all of our kids relate to this new birth sibling?