In this personal essay, a single dad shares the story of the night he met his daughter in China.
There's this poem I'm supposed to love. I first read it when we adopted our oldest son: Not flesh of my flesh nor bone of my bone/But still miraculously my own./Never forget, for a single minute,/You didn't grow under my heart, but in it.
One thing led to another, and we became—unexpectedly—twice blessed.
How did you work through sibling issues/rivalries at the time of the adoption and in subsequent years? How about instances in which one child receives more attention than another or silly questions? (Is that your "real" sister?) Our readers respond.
For a mom who was adopted as an infant, the realization that her children look like her takes on special meaning.
"Adoptive families get to know their children for who they are, something that biological families usually don't do," says the author.
I'd expected to fit in at the adoptive parents' support group. At the first meeting, however, I found I was the only mom who'd adopted domestically, who looked like her child.
We asked our reader panel: "How, and why, did you choose between the different types of adoption?" This is what they shared.
Our only child is away this week. It's a first for us, 11 busy years after we triumphantly carried our daughter home from the adoption agency.
Michelle Johnson, 38, adopted by white parents and raised in suburban Minneapolis, recently spoke with AF about her experiences.
A simple radio broadcast can bring up my worries for my daughter's future, and my fears as an older parent.
In many families, relationships come without exact names. While adoption highlighted this truth, it was already a given in my family—and maybe in yours, too?
First-time parent at 41? If this is my mid-life crisis, I couldn't have hoped for a sweeter one.
When people have kids, they are often hoping their child will be just like them. In our case, we're happy our son has beautiful characteristics that are all his own.
We had known about this tooth for many years, before we even met our daughter.
We've been discussing family traditions lately. The other night at dinner, our 10-year-old, Yakob, said, "You know, we should have family movie night. We could each pick a movie to watch."
In the days leading up to a second adoption, a mother worries: Are we about to turn our lives upside down? How will our daughter handle losing her position at the center of our attention? Will I be able to make room in my heart for another child?
"It's been almost five months and my husband and I are still in labor. The pregnancy was even longer—twelve months. When will this baby come, we ask ourselves."
Parents share their experiences of celebrating the holidays while still waiting for their adoptions to be finalized.
What if my daughter doesn't choose me? What if she grows up and moves to live near her other mom—her birth mom? I think about that and I get scared. Then I think, so what if she does? I can’t worry about that; I can only parent now.