Lyn Asks Adoption? Has it touched your life? — 7 Comments

  1. Our son and his wife adopted our only grandchild. She has been such a blessing. We call her our miracle granddaughter because of all the circumstances that brought her, Chloe Grace, into our family. They will possibly be adopting another newborn in June of this year. That will make 2 children under the age of 2. Looking forward to see what God will do.

  2. My married brother has 3 children-1 biological son followed by 2 adopted daughters. All are about 7 years apart. They used a Christian adoption agency, both are open adoptions where the girls have been able to contact their biological mothers (once they became a certain age.) The girls were adopted as infants and have been well loved, bonding well with each other and with my brother and his wife. As preteens both girls struggled with rejection but honestly so did my 3 biological daughters. My nieces were homeschooled as were my 4 kids. Of the 7 kids, some were shy, some were not. Nature/Nurture? Hard to say. It’s been interesting to see the similarities as well as differences between these 6 girls of roughly the same ages but different heredity. If you add in my other brothers 2 biological daughters then the aggregate pool of girls is 8-and I tell you Every Single girl in this group has had struggles finding themselves in this crazy world. 6 were raised by Christian parents. 2 were not. All have struggled with mental health to some degree. 3 completed college. 1 dropped out. The adopted 2 didn’t even want to attend so they didn’t, but neither did 1 of the biological daughters. One is currently getting her Masters degree and 1 already did. 2 are gainfully employed. 1 is a mom. The adoptive daughters still live at home. They had different birth moms but both appear to have minor autistic tendencies.
    In short, adoption has been a blessing as well as a challenge-just like raising biological children. No guarantees. We do the best we can with what we’ve got.

  3. Hopefully, this doesn’t post twice. I’m 61 years old and was adopted at six weeks. I don’t know how I found out I was adopted; it just seems to be something I’ve always known. I have/had wonderful adoptive parents (my mom is still alive at 89, but my dad passed away in 1975). I never thought about finding my birth parents until I was pregnant with my first son. I started a search, but realized I wasn’t looking for the rest reasons. I was more “how could you ever give up your own child” than I was curious about them, and I stopped looking. I’ve lived in the same town most of my life. My mom lived here during the time I didn’t, so finding me wouldn’t have been difficult for my birth parents. I do admit to having some feelings of abandonment, and knowing only three other people who are blood related is disconcerting. I also know that adoption is an important option and I completely encourage anyone who believes they cannot raise their child for any reason, to consider that option. I firmly believe everything worked out for the best for myself, my brother who was also adopted, and my parents. I hope my birth parents never experienced any regrets.

  4. I’m adopted. I’m 61 years old and was adopted at six weeks. I don’t know how I found out I was adopted, it’s just something I seem to have always known. I have/had (still have my mom, but my dad died of cancer in 1975) wonderful adoptive parents. Until I got pregnant myself with my first son, I never wanted to find my adoptive parents. I started looking and decided I wasn’t looking for the right reason. I was more “how could you ever give up your own child” instead of curious about them. I lived mostly in the same town my entire life. My mom lived there when I wasn’t, so if either of my adoptive parents had wanted to find me, they could have fairly easily. I admit to having some feelings of abandonment, but I couldn’t have had better parents than I did. I’m a firm believer in it all worked out for the best.

  5. My brother and I were both adopted. We lost our adoptive father last year at the age of 88. Although she still has a lot of spunk in her, my adoptive mother is now 90 years old. I know that she is getting to the end of her life. As such, I have been thinking a lot about my birth mother more and more. I have no information on her as all of the birth records are sealed. However, I would like to know more about her. I just don’t know how much energy I have to put into it at this point. I did do a DNA test so I know what my heritage is, but would love to find out more. I just don’t know where to start.

  6. It certainly has. I am adopted and a first cousin to Lyn’s DH. I have found my birth families, and it has been a more than rewarding experience. I am the oldest of 8 children my birth mother had. I have 2 half-brothers and 5 half-sisters. They have welcomed me with open arms as their sister in every way. As far as I know, I am the only child of my birth father. He and his wife adopted 2 children due to medical reasons. I missed meeting my birth mother by years, and my birth father by 4 months. I have more nieces, nephews, and cousins than I can count!

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