birth mother

‘I wanted to find my biological parents. My mom told me ‘no’. It was a closed adoption. Soon after, a mail order DNA test caught my eye.’ Woman ‘stuck between 2 worlds’ embarks on search for family names

“On top of being adopted and feeling different, I WAS different. With my dark hair, green eyes, and short stature, I stood out. I remember looking at pictures, my family laughing about how all their noses matched. I couldn’t participate in the conversation. I felt like an outsider. My husband and I decided it was time. I sent it off.”

‘We received a message from someone from my past. Of all the people in the world, she chose us.’: After battling Leukemia, miscarriage 3 times, couple adopt 2 miracle babies

“We never heard or saw a heartbeat. I didn’t carry him home with tiger-striped stretch marks covering my belly. I didn’t come home swollen or bloody. And there he laid at just 4-hours old, 5lbs 13 oz. A blonde-haired boy with the sweetest old man face. Our little Lane Everett. I didn’t bear the scars that childbirth brings, but they sure were there on my heart.”

‘I got knocked up by the first guy I ever met from Tinder.’: Woman courageously places son for adoption after unexpected pregnancy

“‘I want to build us a van to live in. We can show our kid the world.’ I wish I remembered exactly what he said—I was rage-deaf by that point—but it was something like that. That was the moment I knew we weren’t going to raise this baby. I opened my eyes to look down, seeing my son half-entered the world, half-still part of me. My head fell back, I bore down, and he was born. He was quiet, the room was silent. I could feel their worry, but I wasn’t worried. I knew he was fine.”

‘Yes, this is our daughter.’ My husband cut me off. I could hear him telling everyone, ‘I’m going to be a dad!’: Military family adopts child who was ‘always intended to be ours’

“’Hear me out, before you say anything.’ Those are the first words I heard. ‘It’s a girl. She’s due next month.’ I could barely speak. Our hearts ached for her, we stood there sobbing because this strong, smart, selfless birth mother’s deepest grief would be our greatest joy. Our daughter’s maternal grandma brought us both close in a warm hug. She whispered, ‘Go get your daughter,’ before she left.”

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