I was reading the blog of a prospective set of adoptive parents based on a comment. I have to say, I really like the fact that they’re blogging this journey – it’s really scary to try and pick a set of parents based solely off of a website they’ve written up and edited and had vetted by probably 2/3s of the known world to sell themselves. But reading her posts made me think about where I’m coming from versus where they’re coming from.
It seems, if you’re on my end of the pregnancy, you end up scared that your life is over. If you’re looking to adopt, you’re scared that your life (as a mom, a dad, a family, whatever) won’t begin. But there is still the same sense of fear, a recognition that you’ve started on a process where you don’t have control of the direction your life is going to go in. I wonder how much conflict between birth mothers and adoptive parents after placement is caused by the need to reestablish control over things in their lives after not having it for so long.
That’s probably a little too much navel-gazing when you’re 7.5 months pregnant.
Heather.PNR Said:
on November 12, 2007 at 8:25 pm
“I wonder how much conflict between birth mothers and adoptive parents after placement is caused by the need to reestablish control over things in their lives after not having it for so long.”
I think this is a very insightful comment.