Here are some random thoughts on why we chose adoption.
** There are children without parents and we wanted a child. Every child should have a loving parent to care for them.
** We just don't care that our child does not share our DNA. ( Our DNA was nothing to brag about anyway ). Nor do we care if they look like us.
** I never had that desire to be pregnant. Yet I wanted a family.
** We were somehow/someway able to make it happen financially.
** I always found the road less traveled can bring magical things.
When me and husband announced we were adopting, people immediately wanted to give us their sympathies because obviously we were having 'trouble' getting pregnant. No problems, we would just rather adopt. When we made it clear we were not trying to conceive, people assured us we should still try, we are still young enough to get pregnant. uh, no we would rather adopt. Some people seemed suspicious. No we don't plan to make the child work for food or sell his organs. Some people thought we were just lying or hiding something. Oh, mental disease runs in the family, right? Ok, so you met my family... but again no, we weren't concerned with mental disease. Some people thought we were just saintly do-gooders wanting to rescue a poor orphan. Sorry, wrong again. Very wrong.
I understand why people make those assumptions. We have all heard the countless personal accounts of couples battling infertility with various medical interventions. They endure painful needles, surgery, drugs, hormones, exorbinant amounts of money and emotional upheaval to achieve their dream. It is only natural to assume that everyone has such a desire or need to get pregnant. But its simply not true. I hope one day it will be common for healthy fertile couples to choose adoption. I hope one day most people will know someone who chose to adopt. I hope that more couples struggling with infertility consider adoption sooner rather than later. In the meantime I will tell everyone that asks, that adoption is beautiful, magical, and love in its purest form. It is also wild in an uncontrollable sense, ulcer-producing, emotionally exhaustive, expensive and it is not for the faint of heart. But He or She will be worth every second of it. And then some.
