As hard as infertility is, someday Tyson and I will be parents, and will feel great joy in our children. I feel sad a lot because of infertility, but in the adoption story there is another mother that feels love and pain: the birthmother. One of these days, we will meet a very brave woman, and I've been thinking about her a lot lately.
What will she be like? I don't know, but I'd like to think she will turn out to be a dear friend. I feel scared to meet her, but I'm sure she will be scared to meet us. I hope we can make her feel loved and appreciated-- and comfortable around us.
I know I won't understand the grief she will experience. I know I won't be able to thank her enough. I also know I won't fail her in being a good mother to her child.
I can't carry a child, but I feel like there are children meant to be in my family. Is that all a birthmother is? A one time conduit between us and our baby? I think she is more.
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