I want to adopt. Oh how desperately do I want to adopt. My whole life I have wanted to be a mother, but only in recent years (perhaps the last 5 or so) has God moved my heart toward adoption. Specifically, international adoption. More specifically, adoption from Russia. (Goodness knows that may change, but that is where my heart is now.)
My heart breaks for children who live without forever families. Children who do not know the gentle touch of a mother’s goodnight kiss or the pure joy of play wrestling with daddy on an afternoon at home. Children who spend their days and nights in an orphanage with dozens of other children and very few staff. Children who have learned not to trust because their basic needs are not being met by those who are there to protect and care for them. Children who know how to self-soothe not because they have naturally reached that stage in their development, but because self-soothing is the only kind of relief they have ever known.
I cannot wait for that day when I look into a tiny pair of eyes and just know, from somewhere deep within my soul, that they are my baby. That, before He even thought the world into existence, God had chosen to give me the privilege of raising that little child. Regardless of whether our lives intersect while they are an infant or a teenager, God planned for us to become a family.
I am excited, but I am also terrified. I know that adoption is no easy task. Years of paperwork, tens of thousands of dollars in legal and travel expenses, endless sleepless nights of worrying if your child will ever come home. And then once they do…Will they accept you and your spouse as parents? Will they ever be able to move past their attachment and trust issues so they can rest peacefully knowing that you are there to protect and love them? Will they continue to suffer the negative effects of their early childhood spent in an orphanage for years after they come home? Will they be able to handle all the changes that come with being adopted?
Will you be able to handle all the changes that come with adopting?
Will I be able to handle all the changes that come with adopting?
Is this something I am remotely capable of?
Can I even do this?
[This post is largely inspired by my reading through the archives of an amazing blog Rage Against the Minivan over the last couple of weeks. I would highly, highly, highly recommend reading her blog.]