I like to brag about the birth moms of my boys because they are rad. All of them.
Brilliant, gorgeous, big-hearted and well-spoken …especially when it comes to defending their choice of adoption.
I love to hear them talk about their experiences with adoption–the good and the hard.
Recently my oldest son’s birth mom tagged me in the following post on her Facebook wall. I can only imagine the conversation that sparked such a post.
I had tears running down my cheeks.
“It’s not that I couldn’t have raised my son :: I put his needs above my my wants and gave him what a child deserves, a home.
A home with a mother and father, not the flavor of the week.
A home where the parents will be parents. Not until the baby goes to sleep and has grandma and grandpa step in.
A home home, not just a temporary place to stay.
A home where the parents are mature. Mature enough to know what is important, have values, and can set a good example to send their family down the right path.
A home that is financially stable and not worrying where the next diaper will come from.
A home that is educated. Educated enough to answer homework questions through grade school.
A home that children can respect and want to replicate.
I could go on forever but I know at 17 and even now, most of these things I could not provide for a child.
Children need more than bare minimum.
I am thankful for the Redferns everyday that they are able to do all this and more while including me in every step of the way! <3″
How lucky are we to have her in our family?
*Posted with permission.