tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881694936200344846.post1113311249700204335..comments2023-06-14T11:09:46.819-04:00Comments on Surviving Adoption Loss: song dedicated to his birthmotherCheerio!http://www.blogger.com/profile/00709663898726245342noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881694936200344846.post-85529591719761642612014-01-13T18:00:59.711-05:002014-01-13T18:00:59.711-05:00I'd like to get my hands on these "counse...I'd like to get my hands on these "counseling guides". Sadly, I feel the only way adoption will ever be rid of is when cloning or uterine transplants become available.etropichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12598931891313075439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881694936200344846.post-69424218190172063642013-09-06T09:46:36.289-04:002013-09-06T09:46:36.289-04:00Yes, to all the above.
(One of our peers said th...Yes, to all the above. <br /><br />(One of our peers said that my story sounded similar to yours, so I'm catching up on reading all of your entries. I have met my son, though, and sadly we don't talk any more, but that's not my decision. I have no idea why he dropped me :( )<br /><br /><br />I lost my second son to an unethical 'gray/black' market adoption on his seventh day of life. He was breastfed because I never thought that those who had been verbally abusing me and pressuring me to 'give him away' would resort to such extreme means of forcing me to surrender, but I did and I lost my beautiful baby boy.<br /><br />I found him in Jan 2010 when he was 19; we finally met in Mar 2011. We had three meetings over the course of five months, the last one taking place at Disney World. I haven't seen him since Aug 2011. Not long before we met I discovered that he had already had reunion with my mother and stepfather back in the summer of 2009 per a meeting set up by his mother. I look back now and feel that he simply wasn't ready to find his family of origin. <br /><br />The end of our first meeting is when he said, "Thank you so much for making a plan to place me! I have a great life and was raised well by wonderful people!" I thought I was going to die again. After all I'd read about reunions, that line just seemed like the kiss of death; my heart turned over and let out a silent scream. <br /><br />All I seem to remember from our few meetings is all the bad stuff he told me. All the bad stuff! I can't get that out of my head. I don't think my son hates me; he's indifferent. Uncaring. Unsympathetic. More compassion would be shown to total strangers who were treated as I and my son were over two decades ago. I'm not sure why his mother thought to set up a meeting -I never asked and he never supplied the reason- and I have my theory as to why, but maybe it was to start us off on the wrong foot and forever damage what little bit of bond we had left. (There was/is a bond, but I feel he doesn't trust it; after all, he was told I dropped him off and flitted my way out the door without a care -total untruths.)<br /><br />Anyway, this reminds me of my son. Woe to them if this gentleman meets his mother. I sealed my fate with my son by telling him the truth, denouncing the false altruism of the whole thing, and telling him that I was screwed out of my very much wanted newborn son! This is what happens when we mothers don't toe the line. The punishment never ends.maru67https://www.blogger.com/profile/16661693981779395753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881694936200344846.post-85886983032605157002012-05-11T22:25:08.832-04:002012-05-11T22:25:08.832-04:00Thanks, Susie. I found the video was realy hard t...Thanks, Susie. I found the video was realy hard to get through.Cheerio!https://www.blogger.com/profile/00709663898726245342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5881694936200344846.post-68075130219586235612012-05-11T18:39:10.587-04:002012-05-11T18:39:10.587-04:00Great reply to this video Cheerio!Great reply to this video Cheerio!Susiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15929169562563801608noreply@blogger.com