I was talking to someone once about adoption. He was telling me how great it was that we had adopted. Then he added that he didn't think he could do it because he would want a child of his own. And, I was thinking, don't you get it? They are your own! I don't love my … Continue reading They Are Children Of My Own.
She was a good, sweet baby. As exhausted as I was, I was still aware of how low-maintenance she was. She didn't cry much, only when hungry or tired. But, she smiled, she smiled a lot. For the first year of her life, her future was unclear. She was being transported to visitations with her … Continue reading How much does the first year affect a child?