Adoption is not an every day discussion around our house. When I look at my kids, I don't see "wow, I adopted them"... I see "wow, I LOVE my kids!!" To be completely honest, I don't even really think about the fact that they came to me through adoption unless the subject comes up. BUT they all know their adoption stories, and they are proud of their stories and how God chose them for us and us for them. Madison is 9, and this past Christmas we took some baby items to our local pregnancy center. With the items, Madi included in her bag a letter to the mom's of unplanned pregnancies that went something like this:
If you don't know what to do with your baby, let it be adopted, because God gave me a great family who adopted me as a baby, and He will find your baby a great family too.
Oh, that just melted my heart. I remember when she was 4 and we were in pre-op, waiting on her to go back and have her adenoids and tonsils out; and the nurse gave her a baby doll, and somehow the conversation went towards her being a mommy someday. She proclaimed that she was going to adopt a baby that needed a home. I so badly wanted to just scoop her up and take her home and not make her go through surgery. She needed the surgery and did have it done, but God has not only blessed me by giving her to me... but He also blessed her and has already begun laying it on her heart to possibly adopt when she is older.
I haven't put a sitemeter on here yet, so I don't know how many people are even reading this blog, but... would anyone like to share a little about your story? Are you considering adoption, already adopted, or maybe you yourself were adopted??
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