A lady on one of the forums that I belong to asked a question about whether or not anybody knew of anybody who was "anti-adoption". I wrote this response because some people had written things about people being totally against it. Then I quickly discovered that I really shouldn't write stuff about adopting my kids when I have PMS. Man oh man - I am a bawling mess !
My husband and I chose to adopt. We didn't try to have a baby. I was on birth control pills for years and then after we found out that we were going to adopt our twins' older siblings, my husband went and got "snipped". It was our choice. Our first choice. My kids are not the "consolation prize" because we couldn't get pregnant. These our are children, not by accident, not by last resort, but by choice. The question that always sends me over the edge is "Why didn't you want kids of your own?", as if my children are not really mine.
I have held them while they were running 102 fevers and puking their guts out. I have doctored their scraped knees and stood by them in the ER when they broke their arm skateboarding. I have helped them with their homework and stood up for them when they were being picked on at school. I have waited up for them when they have gone on their first dates and I have taught them how to drive. I have held their hands and ate ice cream by the gallon with them when a boy broke their heart and I have laughed with them when we play games together. I have had to make the horrible decision of whether or not to tell them when their mother died a few years ago and I wrapped my arms around them and held them for hours after we broke the horrible news to them.
So for anybody who thinks that an adopted child is not a "real child" or my "own child", I have to disagree. They are the most real things in the world to me and I will love them and fight for them and care for them until my dying day !