"How I Discovered the Meaning of Motherhood"

Choosing adoption was the right decision for both me and my son. But it wasn't until the birth of my daughter that I realized my son's mother was his adoptive mother.

Choosing adoption was the right choice for this birth mother
I knew, six years ago, that choosing adoption for my son was the right decision. Jobless and still in college, I feared the life we would lead — jeans with holes on the first day of school, a ragged mother who wouldn't have time for much, except to say, "Goodnight, sweetheart, I love you more than anything," and voids where opportunity and treasured memories belong. Still, when I placed my newborn baby in another woman's arms at the hospital, I ...

It wasn’t until the birth of my daughter that I realized my son’s mother was his adoptive mother.


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