Officially starting our adoption journey this past summer, I wasn’t sure what to think about birthmothers. There was a part of me that struggled to understand them. I had the thought early on that a baby would show up, maybe via stork even, and that was it. I had forgotten or wanted to ignore a very important and special person in adoption: the birthmother.
I have grown so much in my understanding of birthmothers since then that I feel ashamed some times to think about my prior ignorance. Today, I recognize them as special individuals and respect them for what they’re doing for their child. My heart also goes out to birthmoms who are often misunderstood and devalued. There is nothing that quite gets the Hulk in me fired up when I hear negative comments about birthmoms.
For me, I just didn’t know about birthmoms. I was ignorant. I lacked any awareness about birthmoms. I was clueless. And many of the opinions that Craig and I hear weekly demonstrate the same ignorance I was under.
I have grown so much in my understanding of birthmothers since then that I feel ashamed some times to think about my prior ignorance. Today, I recognize them as special individuals and respect them for what they’re doing for their child. My heart also goes out to birthmoms who are often misunderstood and devalued. There is nothing that quite gets the Hulk in me fired up when I hear negative comments about birthmoms.
For me, I just didn’t know about birthmoms. I was ignorant. I lacked any awareness about birthmoms. I was clueless. And many of the opinions that Craig and I hear weekly demonstrate the same ignorance I was under.