Personal Adoption Story

Monica's Adoption Story

I carried you for nine months. I grew with you, and as you grew and were becoming the magnificent child you became I also grew in many ways. I learned that the decision that I was making was the best thing that I could have done, considering the situation.

We arranged the date which would be your birthday so your new mother could be present at the birth. We wanted Kim to be your mother from the very start. On Monday morning we met at the hospital very excited and ready to welcome you into the world, but you didn't plan on coming the same day we were ready to have you. You didn't seem to want to come out on Monday. I don't blame you, Mondays are not my best day either. We tried to induce your birth but you wanted to wait just one more day to grace us with your presence.

So on Tuesday we started over again. Your mother was there, your grandmother, my new friend Kelly, who arranged your adoption, and of course, I attended as well.

At one minute after one in the afternoon, to the beautiful wonder of us all, you presented yourself to us. Ask your mother about what the first thing you did after you were born. She could probably describe it better than I.

I know she could describe it so well because I got to know your mom. That is what made your adoption so special. I know now that Kim is the best mom you could ever have, and I needed that assurance to be able to surrender a precious little guy like you to her (and your father's) care. I know Kim and I have an incredible amount in common, and that she would act with as much love and in the same manner I would in raising you to be the best man you could be.

This unusual adoption was not just how it luckily turned out. Both your mother and I thought long and carefully about how we wanted the whole situation to be. We both wanted the same things. We were expertly brought together by Kelly, who honestly cared and was an exceptional advocate for both my wishes and your mother's (And father's). If this were a different situation where Kim and I came together under different circumstances, we would probably have become lifelong friends, and really, in a way, we are. We have a bond, and that bond is stronger that any ordinary commonalities that two people find. We have you.

MacKenzie, I want you to be sure that I love you. I expressed that love in the only way that I could for you. I gave you the best parents in the world. If I could not take care of you the way that you absolutely deserved, I made sure that the people I selected could and would. Your parents are the closest things to your birthmother around.

It feels really good to tell you how much I love you. It was the hardest thing that I ever did, giving you to Kim and Neal, but I know they love you as much as I do.

Love,

Mom