Brittnee's Adoption Story
It’s been 10 years since I watched my daughter being carried out of the hospital by her new family. While I knew right from the very beginning that adoption was the best choice, it was difficult and challenging, to put it mildly. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life, but it was 100% the best choice for all involved. I had a 2-year-old son I was raising on my own, and her biological father was not a good guy. For the first time in my life, I understood women who got abortions. I was absolutely petrified and alone, with the weight of the world on my shoulders. But when it came right down to it, I just couldn’t go through with it.
I was lucky enough to find American Adoptions, who immediately took some of that weight away by walking me through the steps and supporting whatever decision I made. They sent me several wonderful profiles of hopeful parents, and I just knew right off when I found the right one. They were the perfect family, the type of family I had pictured for myself as I looked forward to my own future. I’ve always been interested in the medical field, and the mom was a Nurse Practitioner in the same field that called to me. The father had a wonderfully sweet face, and you could see the deep love he held for his family. My daughter would have an older sister who was also adopted. It made me feel better knowing she would have someone who would sympathize with her as she grew.
As time went on, I got to know her soon-to-be family through email and letters. With every one, I felt more at ease; however, it also got harder as I got to know the little life growing inside of me. We had a planned C-section, and her mom was holding my hand the entire time. I was lucky enough to spend three blissful days with my daughter in the hospital, with her new family just down the hall from me. I spent as much time as I could with her, and soaked up every single moment. I remember watching them from my third-floor hospital window as they put her in the car and drove away. I remember sobbing all over the poor nurse assigned to me after they’d gone. Even then, in that moment, I knew it was the right choice.
I knew that she would have everything I knew she deserved. She would have amazing opportunities for education, she would have a loving and devoted family and be able to travel and see this amazing world we live in. I would be able to be a part of her life in a small and distant way, which made it bearable.
Ten years later, and I am now going to school to begin my career as a Medical Practice Manager, and I honestly don’t think I would be in this place if it wasn’t for the support I received from American Adoptions. Finding them has changed my life, and the life of that 5 lb. 6 oz. little girl I delivered that day.
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