Category Archives: Birthmom

12 years ago, I was struggling through morning sickness. I was still a child. No where near 18.  Still years to go until I reached 18. I didn’t become pregnant by choice, I was raped. I was raped that night, … Continue reading →

Adoptive parents hate me if you will… But when you promise a birthmom an open adoption (especially a naive, young, teen mom who is scared off her ass because social services is telling her since she’s several years away from … Continue reading →

My dear precious daughter… It’s been over a decade since you were born, and I’m sure by now you have questions surrounding your birth. I’m sure you want to know what made me make the decisions I made, what made … Continue reading →

There’s a picture of the adoptive parents of my child and the agency director taken with the baby when I was not present with them all fists in the air cheering. There’s video of the director saying “it’s been rough, … Continue reading →

Let me make one thing absolutely clear… The last thing I am is anti-adoption… I’m about adoption reform, not banning adoption. Get it? Got it? Good. Please be forewarned that this writing could offend. While I make apologies where apologies … Continue reading →

I was tinkering around the net, and I was reading about failed placement adoptions getting prepared for a post I’ve been working on… Then, I read this post by a woman (and no, I’m not linking to her)… and this … Continue reading →

Dear Adoptive Parents: I’m not sure how to start this letter. I’m not sure where to begin. <Insert number of years ago> I was scared and alone. I was going through so many emotions. I was pregnant. I wasn’t sure … Continue reading →

Numerous years ago, I would have been sitting in the back of a classroom… Twiddling my thumbs from the back of the class listening to the teacher drone on and on… I’ll admit that I never applied myself, and I’ll … Continue reading →

In January, 2004, a little boy with jet black hair, olive skin, and almond shaped eyes (his father is 100% asian) came into this world screaming… Ten minutes later, I begged the nurses to look at him because his hands were … Continue reading →