I am an adult adoptee. When I disclose this piece of information, people often ask me questions about having “a child of my own” and if that will, in essence, complete something inside me.

I’m not saying it wouldn’t. But I think I was responding to that mentality when I would tell people that I would carry a biological child if that’s the way things happened but I much preferred adopting my children.

As a response to that “adoption is a great alternative” hoopla, I became part of the problem when I elevated adopted children above biological children.

I thought about my future kiddos and thought about my biological child feeling marginalized. I recognized the reverse discrimination.

These days, when people ask questions like that, I just say, “I can’t wait to meet my kids.”