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ALL Mother's Day
by Tami Schlosser


     All my life I knew I had 2 mother's. I always knew. From the time I was  tiny. I knew I grew in one mama, and was cared for by one mama, yet loved  deeply by both. I always knew that I was lucky, but until I had my own  child, I had no idea how lucky.

     On the day Thomas was born, I was flooded with emotions! Pain, love, fear, relief, trepidation....would I be a good mom to him? Would I do right by him? How is it that I have done enough good in my life to deserve this blessed little soul to raise?? Then it hit me.

     At that very moment that I was lying there, breastfeeding my new son, it hit me. My birthmother never knew this joy. At the very time she delivered me,  all she knew was pain. Sorrow so deep and profound it must have overwhelmed  her. And love. Love so deep, so overpowering, I don't know how she could  bear it. Love for me. So much love....enough love to give me to a woman she
would never know, yet had to entrust her most precious gift to. Me. She knew  she could never raise me, not the way she would have wanted to. Not as a  single teenage mother in 1968. Not in a society that would forever shame  her, looking down on her for her choices.

     So she selflessly she placed me, away to a mommy and daddy who would love me like their own, enduring questions borne of ignorance, statements like, "Aren't you afraid you won't love her like she was your own?" To which my  mother promptly said, "SHE IS MY OWN." Only to love me more because of those things, to feel even more protective of me, and of my brother,  who also
came to our family through adoption. And also to love us the same, as she  did my sister, who was borne of her womb.

     I never knew how blessed I was, until I had to lay there, fresh from the  experience of becoming a mother, and know that on a day long past, MY  birthmother had to part with me. Had to give me up, BECAUSE she loved me so.

     Adopted children are not different from the children born into ready made  families, they are just especially blessed. They have 2 mothers that love  them, so deeply they would do anything, go to any lengths, to give them the  best life they can possibly provide.

 God Bless ALL Mothers.

 -Tami Schlosser

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