I’ve been following a multitude of adoption blogs this year, because I’m curious as much as frustrated by what we do and don’t voice about adopting.
It seems that when we adopt, we benefit from a halo effect, but the shimmery glow comes with a constraint–adoptive moms are reticent to complain. Instead many of us go underground, we stuff our feelings, suffer in silence, all the while feeling guilty and inadequate.
Over the years, I’ve heard too many moms whisper, after they look both ways to make sure no one else is listening, “I never knew it would be so much more about adoption than just raising my kid.”
This is one reason why I am publishing Stretch Marks. I don’t just want to sell books, I want to start an honest discussion about adopting.