Adoption & Young Adoptees

I came up with an image of my parents strolling through some large place that babies where kept that were up for adoption all on my own. In my mind the moment they saw me I was their baby and they picked me out of all the other babies. In all honesty, it is the farthest thing from the truth. In that point in time, I needed to feel that my parents chose me over all else maybe to me that meant they loved me more than anything else.

I cannot even begin to tell you where I got these ideas as a child but I know it was part of my adoption journey. I even remember telling two of my little friends about how my parents adopted me. One of the girls’ moms called my mom because of my story of my parents buying me in the big baby store place. My mom explained to me once again that they did not buy me. I said, “Okay.” But really it did not change anything in my mind. Only time and growing up changed my mind and ideas. My parents just went along with telling me that they did not buy me, but they did not push the issue. They let me work it out in my own time and way.

It was very hard for me as a six year old child to understand or deal with adoption and everything that comes with it. I think children take a bit of the adoption “thing” at a time, work through and will continue to work through it at their own pace. Working through it at their own pace also means finding their own understanding at the time of being adopted and what it means to them personally is part of their journey. It is funny how children cope and invent things to deal with adoption.

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