Adoption was almost more like a crack that happened in my soul. A crack that that I thought and was encouraged to believe that would be temporary or always below the surface. Over time, the rest of life worked it’s way in, like water in cement and caused the very foundation of myself to crumble
This is the week that I have decided that I should be ready to get all caught up on my personal ( re: adoption) stuff, so here I am! This whole recovery from surgery thing took a bit more out of me than I expected. Is it any surprise that it makes me feel lame? To be completely truthful, it was not as bad as I had expected, but that…
So it is time.. and I am out for the count. I’m making Rye Tweet while I’m inthe hospital.. so updates will be availaible. Taking Social Media to the next level with Real Time Medical Updates
Alas, it seems I am worthy of medical care. Armed with the shiny plastic insurance card, I am treated like someone worth fixing and so… My surgery to fix my broken arm has been set for August 18th. I’m trying to remain calm and matter of fact about it, but I can tell you that I am not looking forward to it one bit. The surgeon, while very nice, made…
Peter M. Carucci Bureau of Production Systems Management Vital Records Section New York State Department of Health P.O. Box 2602Albany, NY 12220-2602 (518) 474-5245FAX (518) 474-9168 E-mail: pmc02@health.state.ny.us Mr. Carucci, As you probably have realized you have made many an American and New York born adoptees angry today. I’m not an adoptee, but mother to one, so you can count me in, too. As Director of NYS Adoption Registry, I…
I think my letter to Roy Blunt pretty much says it all: Dear Mr. Blunt, I have read recently that you have been getting allot of flack for your desire for President Obama to produce his birth certificate. One of your quotes in particular has caught my attention. You are quoted as saying: “What I don’t know is why the president can’t produce a birth certificate. I don’t know anybody else…
But adoption is different these days. Surely, you must think that open adoption is better. Adoption just not the same as what you went through. “Really?” I want to say in my best snarky roll my eyes to the god’s way, “Really? You mean human nature has changed so much that mommas actually like giving away their babies?” But there IS a change in adoption. It’s just harder to see.
An offical request from the Adoptee Rights Coalition: Listen up! We need EVERYONE’S help to spread the word about the Adoptee Rights Demonstration, and maybe even help the protest win $200 to go towards expenses for next year’s rally! There’s a slide show up on Youtube with pictures from the protests in New Orleans and Philadelphia.
It’s almost been a full 24 hours since I returned from the Adoptee Rights Protest in Philly. My head is still reeling, my heart is still soaring, and my blood is still racing. Oh, I love a good protest and a good protest it was! I traveled down from my home in NY to Philadelphia on Monday. We had put my little car in the shop earlier last week so…
Yeah, you read that right. I actually am having trouble believing it myself, but it’s true. On the eve of the final mass preparations for the Adoptee Rights Protest in Philly, I read this comment in my email box from an agency regarding my post about birth mother grief: This is a stunning, painfully true description of the birthparent experience and we thank you for your candor and courage in…
Honestly, really. I think I should get paid off for relinquishing Max to adoption. The happy fuzzy feelings from relinquishment and my adoption counseling has worn off. It’s been gone for years now. Instead, I think maybe getting at least some cash for the years of pain and suffering won’t do any good in getting back what I lost, but nothing ever will. At least, I could get some new…
You try living with a broken arm for 21 months and then no one will give you a referral and the insurance gods want you to pay even though you are covered but god forbid they actually help you!
Back to “normal” life, but nothing would ever be the same normal again. That was always the bit of irony about adoption. You went through this experience, this incredible perceived “sacrifice” and certainly a heartache for the ultimate plan to not have your life changed, but no one tells you how unavoidable that is. You can’t have a baby and place it for adoption with the experience changing your very…
This is hard. I hate it, but I’m coming clean. I hate that I am feel seen as some kind of super strong birthmother because I am suppose to be immune to this sort of thing in my head. Guess what..I’m human. I’m not perfect. In fact, I am probably just as messed up as everyone of us. I just hide it well. Periodically, people ask me how my reunion…
This story begins here:” How to Begin a BirthMother: Chapter 1“ As an unmet, joyful and excited couple marveled and cooed over my precious baby, now theirs.. I was then packing all my meager belongings, waiting for my mother, sad goodbyes, uncomfortable silence, more feelings of shame. As they fussed over the first diapers changed, and made happy phone calls, I was on the cold drive back..5 hours due to…