The Pain in Adoption
Lately Prima has been asking questions about where babies come from, which leads to questions about her birth mother. Tonight, I was watching Downton Abbey while the kids played and when Lady Edith lay in bed crying over the picture of her daughter, Prima wanted to know why she was crying. So I told her. Good or bad, I told her. To best describe the pain of an adoptee for the incredible loss of her birth mother, here is our conversation to the best of my recollection. P: Why is that lady crying? Me: Because she gave her baby to another family so that they could raise and love her. Prima looked at me with compressed lips and huge eyes. I stopped the world and focused on her. Me: Prima, are you okay? P: I don't want you to ever give me away. [and she began to cry] Me: Sweetie, adoption is forever. I'm your mommy forever and ever. Do you know what forever means? P: That you stay. Me: Yes, forever. So even when you are fifteen and tell me that you hate me and you wish I wa