Just when I least expected it, we got an email from Little Man’s first mother. As I was writing about my own sadness yesterday, and thinking of my friends who share this sorrow, and I was also thinking of Little Man’s first mother. We hadn’t heard from her in a long time and I was worried. Was she even alive? I prayed that we would hear from her, but I’ll be perfectly honest and admit that I didn’t think it would happen any day soon.
God really answered, and quickly, too! This morning Russ checked his email, and there was a message from a friend of M’s asking us to reply.
I immediately sat down at the computer, edited a few photos from the recent, “You’re about to lose your first tooth and won’t look like my baby anymore” photo shoot, and sent them off to her. I hope we hear back from her soon.
I never anticipated adopting a child who had a living parent, and it has been complicated for me on many levels, but that is the story we all share. We love Little Man, and we care deeply for his mother. Like all adoptive mothers, I don’t quite know how to forge a relationship with her, but I’m opening myself wide to love and hope. I know she loves Little Man so very much and I want her to know that she is not forgotten. We welcome her to share his life.
When we adopt children, we must open our hearts and arms wide, and then wider still.
There is no fear in love.
Have a great weekend, friends. Thanks so much for reading.
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