Today my heart is full. My beautiful daughter has been with us 17 years. I remember the day so vividly… waking up, making sure we had everything just right, packing the baby bag, having camera ready and stomach full of anxiousness and love. We were heading to the airport to meet our daughter and hold here for the first time. It was all pre 9/11 so we were lucky enough to go to the gate and watch as passengers get off the plane. Then a Korean lady stopped right in front of glass window with a smiley chubby cheeked baby girl in her arms – our daughter. She was finally with us.
I think of her birth mother so many times. I too was once in her shoes, so I understand all the feelings she must go thru on a daily, weekly, yearly basis. I am sure on my daughter’s birthday she thinks of her baby, wonders about her and her where she is and how her life is. That once young 16 year old scared pregnant girl made us a family. Her adoption plan made it possible for me to be a mom. What a beautiful gift that is.
Someday I hope to meet her or at least be able to tell her all about the baby she chose a better life for. Make no mistake – she didn’t give up her baby. She chose a different plan for her baby. There is no giving up – she sent a piece of her heart away and that pain lasts a lifetime. I know how she feels. Exactly. But I want her to know that her baby, my daughter is beautiful. She is tall, thick dark brown hair, pretty, smiley, funny and quirky. She can be stubborn and hold to her beliefs and choices almost to a fault – but that is her biggest strength. She loves babies. She will be anyone’s friend. She is smart. She loves to sing (altho not always on key – nature or nurture!?). She loves having freedom. Her favorite foods are carbs – pasta, potatoes and snacks. Her room is always a mess but that is her personality at times. Her bravery and confidence in herself awes me everyday. She is not afraid to be herself and doesn’t care what others think – I wish I had an ounce of that!! She is a typical teen – glued to her phone and social media. She fights with her sister but would be the FIRST person to throat punch anyone that hurts her.
Birth mom, your baby – my daughter is loved so fully everyday. We honor and think about YOU all the time. We pray for you, thank you and on this – 17th year anniversary of welcoming her into our family – want you to know how much she is loved, cared for and we hope someday to meet you. Thank you for choosing life and adoption for your baby…our daughter.