Birthmother's Day

Saturday is Birthmother's Day (here are couple of links to explain.)  Birthmother's Day was created by a group of Seattle women who have placed children for adoption as a way to remember, acknowledge, educate about all members of the adoption triad.  Not all birthmothers were given the opportunity to choose an open adoption...open adoption can be considered anything from knowing the adoptive parent's first names, choosing the adoptive parents, getting photos and letter updates, to frequent visits, and full name and address disclosure.  For our family it feels right to be in each other's lives.  Time may pass and spread between visits, calls or e-mails but the bond doesn't dissipate.  Our lives just move forward.

The months leading up to your birth and those precious fleeting moments at the hospital where it was just the four of us were so intimate and life altering.  We all quickly decided that you are something special.  When J says things like she believes that you are an angel God sent to her to make us parents,  it is humbling.  For the most part the details of your story we keep private, not because there is shame involved quite the opposite.  

We want it to be something special for us to share with you in the same intimate way in which we grew to know J and met you.  It will be your choice what you want to tell people.  It took an enormous amount of trust for J to place you with us.  It is a ginormous honor to be chosen to be your family and trusted to do our best to provide, protect and love your precious soul with the world before you.  Love is powerful.  

There are days when I look at you and I feel reduced to dust by the weight of love I feel for you.  An example of this, tonight after our walk Daddy and I sat by the curb in front of our house watching you work your baby legs up and down the curb,little grunts huffing out from with in your froggy belly.  You worked really hard to climb the curb, to turn around and to sit down like me.  You let out a subtle sigh and rested your hands on your knees with a shoulder shrug quite pleased with yourself.  Only about 20 seconds in the entirety of your life but Daddy and I were melted.  Again, in a simple glance to each other our happiness of finally becoming parents and thus our gratitude to J was communicated and reiterated.  We love being a mom and dad, more importantly we LOVE being your mom and dad.
We love you so completely.  
 
Love, 
Mama