As my daughter’s birthday and Christmas came and went there was one woman who was heavy on my heart through these joyful times in my home. It was our daughter’s birthmother. I thought about her a lot. We have a closed adoption so I don’t know much about her birthmom, but with what I do know I prayed for her throughout the season. I wondered if she had a support system in her life. I wondered if she felt joy at the knowledge that her baby was in a loving home or if she felt grief.
I imagine it was a mixture of both.
It drew me back to all of my feelings regarding our daughter’s birthmom. I can’t imagine a woman more brave. I can’t imagine a woman more loving. She chose life! She chose to give this beautiful, amazing, sweet, dramatic little girl life. Even though the cost was great to her own heart, out of love she chose to give her very best to this precious little girl. As people have discovered that our daughter is adopted I’ve had the full range of comments and I lovingly and consistently tell people what a heroine my baby’s birthmother was and IS!
Placing a baby for adoption isn’t just “dumping” something that doesn’t fit into a woman’s life, it is the most sacrificial love I can think of. Loving a child so much that that love transcends all desire for themselves. Birthmom’s are AMAZING! I’ve met several of them and all of them act according to a great love for their child.
Even though I’ve never met her, I LOVE my daughter’s birthmother. Not just because she is an answer to our prayers, but also because she loves her precious baby, my precious baby. There is not a day goes by that I don’t think of this woman and pray for her. She is one amazing woman!