Never in a million years would I have though I would be in a position that I resent my sons adoption. Yet here I am! I mean I know that adoption can't always have a silver linning, but for once I hoped it would be the one thing in my life that I would have done right. Its amazing how an adoption agency will move mountains for you while you are pregnant but once you have the child and sign away all of your rights they drop you faster than you can blink. Then you think you have choosen parents who appear able to do the job of raising your child better than you can in your current situation. Down the road their true colors begin to appear. Its amazing how easy it is to agree to things like visits and pictures, but no one realizes life still happens and speeds up. Before you know it your behind on emails and photos. Visits seem farther apart. You try hard to give them space to be thier own family and all you want in return is common courtesy. Soon they ignore your phone calls and they don't respond to your calls or text. Then reality hits your not invited to an event that you both agreed upon you attending, before the child was born.
Then comes the email becuase you referred to your self as his other mother in a phone message. His mom tells you she doesn't want him to be confused about the roles beteweewn you and her. First off it was the first time I ever referred to myself in any way to being his mom. Somehow you forgot I am his mom two and you use to be okay with that.
I am not having a hard time with adoption as one may think, I am simply sharing my side of adoption which I don't do often. If I were having a hard time I am sure I would share it like in the past....oh thats right we don't talk now we are simply strangers. The only difference between our relationship and real strangers is that we share a child.
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