"Open Adoption Works for Us"

One family's open adoption built a relationship between adoptive parents and birth parents that has enriched everyone's lives.

A happy family in an open adoption

I paced the room, trying to contain my panic. My three-month-old daughter, Christina, refused to be calmed. Her birth mother and birth grandmother looked on in quiet reserve. What must they be thinking, I wondered? Was her birth mother regretting her decision? Had they ever seen anyone so inept at mothering? “Oh, please, please, just stop crying,” I whispered gently into my daughter’s ear. I had not planned our first visit to be like this. My house was spotless — almost as clean as during our home study. Christina had taken a nap earlier in the day and should have been fully rested. I had dressed her in a brightly-colored romper, its blue starfish matching the brilliance of her eyes. But Christina’s birth family had arrived late, and her birth mother was not impressed with the outfit. “Kind of boyish looking, don’t you think?” she remarked. “Why don’t you put a bow in her hair?” The comments stung. Fed by the tension in the room, my tiny daughter continued to cry. After much discomfort on everyone’s part, the visitors decided it was time to leave. Gratefully, I showed them to the door. It wasn’t until later that I realized Christina’s birth mother had never even held our beautiful little girl. That painful visit took place five years ago, and in spite of this rocky start, our open adoption arrangement has proven to be a positive experience for both families. Later conversations revealed that the birth family was more sympathetic than I could have imagined. The birth grandmother recalled her own first months with a difficult, high-needs baby (Christina’s birth mother). And the young birth mother, having observed the fussy baby, had decided that she was indeed not old enough to handle such responsibility. Both had total faith in me as a mother — something I didn’t yet have in myself.

Choosing the Open Road

Based on that first visit with my daughter’s birth family, I might have decided against seeing them again. Looking back, I realize I had put a lot of needless pressure on both families by desperately trying to establish my role as Christina’s mother. Now I understand that my position was never being questioned and that one meeting couldn’t define our relationship. My children’s birth families are as respectful of my right to parent as I am of their desire to be a part of my children’s lives. I know that the thought of having an open adoption raises fears: Will the birth family be too interfering? Will your child be confused about who her parents are? But having now adopted two children with open access to their birth families, I realize that the benefits for my children are enormous. Besides the obvious advantage of easy access to important medical information, my children know “where they came from.” As they grow older, they will have first-hand knowledge of the circumstances surrounding their adoptions. While maintaining an open adoption isn’t always easy, it’s certainly worth trying. Here are some lessons I’ve learned that might help other families opt for this alternative.

Overcoming Obstacles

It’s taken time, patience, and mutual respect to get to know one another. I’ve learned not to be afraid to express my point of view and to give the same consideration to my children’s birth families. I’ve also learned to be flexible if plans have to change. About a month after my son Trevor's birth, we arrived at his birth mother's apartment for a prearranged meeting and discovered she wasn't home. I was angry and resentful. My husband and I had gone out of our way to make this visit as convenient as possible for her, and now she wasn't even home to meet us. We decided to have coffee and come back a little later, all the while trying to decide what her absence really meant. It turned out it didn’t mean anything — she had simply missed her bus home. We ended up having a lovely lunch and enjoying our time together. As young as Trevor was, the minute he heard his birth mother's voice that day, I noticed a sense of recognition on his face. He liked to be held by her, and that was comforting for me to see.

No Right Answers

Whether you are the adoptive family or the birth family, it's important to know your limits. Never do anything that makes you uncomfortable. If you are not ready to invite the birth family to your home, don't. On the other hand, if you can't wait to show off your newly decorated nursery, invite them over. Other than respecting each other, there are no firm rules. We welcome as many visits from our children's birth families as our collective schedules allow. We’ve learned to communicate our feelings about events but to be prepared to adjust as necessary. For example, my husband and I agreed that we'd like our children’s birth mothers to be a part of their baptism ceremonies. However, my son's baptism was scheduled for the day before Mother's Day; I was prepared for Trevor's birth mother to say that she'd prefer not to attend. Happily, she was pleased to share this special time with me. After the ceremony, we all gathered at our house for a buffet dinner. It had been only six months since we adopted our son but it felt as if his birth family had always been a part of our lives. You have to be prepared, however, for relationships to change. Currently, Trevor's birth mother has chosen to be less involved in his life than she was at first. Even though she hasn't seen him in a year, we keep sending her photos, so she can see how gorgeous he is. Our connection with Christina's birth mother, however, is stronger than ever, and she visits frequently. When Christina hears that her birth mother is coming to see her, she's thrilled.

Starting New Family Traditions

Every visit by our children's birth family becomes part of their memory of growing up. We try to discover shared interests and build on them to establish activities that become family traditions. For instance, my daughter loves to collect rocks, so at the end of each visit with her birth mother, Christina passes her a rock. At their next get-together, her birth mother gives the rock back to Christina. Passing the rock back and forth this way symbolizes the way we keep each other in our thoughts. In our busy lives, it's easy to let contact slip between the birth family and the adoptive family. At the end of each visit, we set a date for the next one. One of the greatest joys comes from sharing my children's special moments with their birth families. Open adoption may not always be easy, but it can work for anyone who is not afraid to embrace it.

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My Family

By Christina Lind, as told to her mom, Sharon Lind

I have a mom, a dad, a brother, and a birth mother. I see my mom every day. She helps me get dressed in the mornings, makes me lunch in the afternoon and plays games with me. If I wake up in the night, she is there to give me a hug. When I’m sick, she cuddles me in my favorite blanket and sings me the lullaby she sang to me as a little baby.

My mom tells me to wear my helmet when I ride my bike, to chew with my mouth closed, and always to say “please” and “thank you.” I help her plant seeds in our garden and bake chocolate chip cookies. My mom likes to dance, sing, and be very silly — just like me.

My birth mom comes to visit me at my house. We play dress-up and dolls together. We like to tell each other funny jokes. Our time together is special. Sometimes we see each other a lot and other times we don’t. In between our visits we talk on the phone and send letters to each other.

I paint pictures for her and my mom sends them along with pictures of me and my family. My birth mom likes french fries and horses. When she was little she played baseball and took dance lessons. She is very dramatic, has a beautiful smile and bright blue eyes — like me!

For my last birthday, my mom organized a big party. All my grandpas and grandmas, aunts, uncles, and cousins were there. My birth mother came too.

My mom says every family is different. I have a mom, a dad, a brother, a birth mother, and many people in my life who love me. Whether we are together or apart, we are always in each other’s hearts.

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