How Can I Be Sure About Adoption?
Being completely honest i think about adoption all thw time. im not 100% sure on adoption but im just tired of being his primary care giver its alot of stress on me not sleeping and everything my bf is ok with adoption and im open to it but I havent even discussed it with my family noone would try stop it though, it would hurt my parents and theyd be disappointed but theyd respect my decision. Im torn on what to do cause i want a better life for him but like how can one be 100% sure before you do it? like what if i put him up for adoption and i regret it and then the decision is irreversible legally i have no righst. But the only wsy to know is to go through with it! I don't know anyone whos given a kid up for adoption so i have noone to really speak to about it whos been through it. My ideal situation would be like if i could see him like once a week i still want to be in his life but as you said it wouldn't be that often even with an open adoption like its all or nothing i care for him everyday or im barely a part of his life i wish there was an option where i could see him like a couple times a month but theres not so idk what to do..
squishymommy1·
I’m a birth mom. You will regret it to the day you die. Believe me. Seek therapy.
Katelynn ·
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Rocking chair moves, dark room, Blank stare, melancholy doom, Holding babe, lanky arms, Tear falling, first do no harm.
Rock forth, rock back,
Losing grip, feeling slack,
Beautiful girl, pudgy cheeks,
Trying to hold close, feeling so weak.
Told you’ll be okay, trying to believe,
Closing your eyes, just feeling grief,
Slipping fingers, baby girl falling,
Quickly catching her, still bawling,
Fixated spot, empty wall, A big void, emotional overhaul, Losing the battle, giving up, Hating the child, yet still in love.
Months gone, still feel alone, Trying to find happiness, trying to feel whole, Body raped, pill after pill, Combinations played, climbing that hill, Happy eyes stare, filled of ocean blue, Trying to love, holding and hugging you,
Dormant smiles, buried deep,
Hiding my pain, inside I weep,
Hour glass runs out, flipped once again, Feeling less zombie, gaining control of my head,
Hearing you laugh, seeing you crawl, Suddenly amazed, Inhaling it all, “The sun is shining,” I say holding you, “Let’s go out and observe,” just us two,
We both stare in awe, you at the sky,
Me taking deep breaths, pushing your first year to the side,
The rocking chair still sits, alone and bare, Room still darkens, my mind is not there, Now cradling you, swaying side to side, I’ll never leave you, my baby girl, my pride.