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When I found out that I was pregnant with my third child, I was
devastated. I was already struggling as a divorced single mom
with two children and I knew that I could not take care of
another child. My boyfriend at the time was pressuring me to get
an abortion because he was not ready to be a father. I initially
made an appointment to have an abortion, but I was not able to
follow through with it because it went against my beliefs. I
felt like I had nowhere to turn. I did not want my two children
to struggle any more than they already had, and I wanted this
new baby to have the opportunities that I could not give him.
A friend told me about adoption and suggested that I contact
ECFA about meeting with a counselor to discuss my options. I was
initially unsure about adoption because it is not fully accepted
in my culture, and I did not know much about it. But I quickly
called and set up an appointment with a pregnancy counselor.
Meeting with my counselor gave me a new perspective on adoption
and answered my questions. I had expected that she would
pressure me about what I should do, but I never felt pressured
or pushed to make a decision that I didn't want to make. I
really sensed that she genuinely cared about me as a person.
The more I thought about adoption and the more I learned
about it, the more it began to make sense for my situation. I
wanted to know that my child was taken care of but I didn't have
the means to do it myself. I finally decided on adoption and
began the process to select a family.
I looked at some adoptive parent profiles and fell in love
with one family that had one child already. I wanted my baby to
have an older sibling, since I was close with my siblings. I met
the adoptive parents toward the end of my pregnancy and we got
along so well. I could tell that they had a lot of love to give
a baby and I felt that my child would have everything that he
wanted in their family. This time in the adoption process was
very difficult for me because I knew that my decision was
becoming more of a reality and I still had some difficult days
ahead.
I will never forget the day my son, Joshua, was born. I
decided to have limited visitors in the hospital because I knew
that this was my time to spend with him and say goodbye. I had
my family videotape some special moments and I was able to tell
him how much I love him and how much he means to me. My two
other children were also able to visit with him in the hospital.
They each drew him a picture, which I eventually gave the
adoptive family. I knew that spending time with him would make
saying goodbye more difficult, but I also knew that this
experience would last a lifetime in my memory and I wanted to
make the most of it. The day that I left the hospital was
extremely emotional. I was emotional, not because I thought I
was making the wrong decision, but because it was hard to say
goodbye. That night I realized that loving my baby meant
sacrificing my feelings.
Today I have what is called a semi-open relationship my the
adoptive family. I chose to receive pictures and letters
updating me on how Joshua is doing. I also send the family
pictures of me and my two children so that Joshua can know how
much he is loved. I love receiving updates about him and I can
see that he is really happy with his family. Even though it was
hard, I can honestly say that I am satisfied with my adoption
decision because it was the best thing for everyone involved,
especially Joshua. I have no regrets. Adoption has actually
enhanced my life and I have become a better mom because of it. |