portrait of an adoption
Forming a community of parents, writing about our agonizing moments of self-doubt and shame when we lose it and scream back at our screamers, allow us to feel less alone during the isolating and terrifying journey of raising babies and young kids.
On opening night, our family of five went to see The Jungle Book. The excitement among the kids was palpable. I sat between my oldest and youngest daughters, one my beloved through adoption, another my beloved through the biology of my body.
It was the first night of Passover, and I was trying to coax my four-year-old into a clean outfit for the Seder. Her polka-dotted tank top from two summers ago and mismatched biking shorts didn't seem appropriate for a formal religious dinner on a cold evening in Chicago.
bMom broke away from bDad and ran the last few steps, grabbed me in a hug. I lost it. Tears steamed down my face. I remember
She's My Girl, Just As If She Were Born To Us Written by Andrew for Portrait of an Adoption Parenting Katie has been a pleasure
Finally knowing my birthmom and talking to her has helped me write my own daughter her most recent birthday letter. I pray
My heart is racing, my neck muscles are tight, my toes are tapping and I am grateful to have something to keep my fingers
One by one, many of my friends’ children were having babies, and even though I was happy for them, it often felt like a stab
Portrait of an Adoption is hosted by Carrie Goldman, author of Bullied: What Every Parent, Teacher, and Kid Needs to Know
I know an open adoption is not for everyone, but it works perfectly for my family. I would go absolutely insane if I didn’t
I had to wait for friends from the next class to help me out of my desk. I was humiliated. In fact, I was ashamed every day
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It’s a bit pie in the sky, isn’t it? And yet, it’s what I believe and need to have faith in during this process. Those brownies
Finally, in desperation, my wife turned to a friend she met online who worked as a private investigator. One week later, she
Find the Portrait of an Adoption community on Facebook. Follow Carrie Goldman on Twitter. After much worry and fear, we decided