I think mothers who are expecting through adoption are treated differently than mothers who are expecting children born of their own blood line. In my mind there are some physical differences but when it comes down to it, we are really not that different. Sure, my tummy is not growing. I do not have regular OB doctor appointments. I do not get nauseated at certain smells. My back and feet do not hurt constantly. No food is off limits to me and, thankfully, I can have a glass of wine or margarita whenever I want.
But in a lot of ways we are the same. Adoption is an emotional roller coaster, just like pregnancy. Most days I am a distracted, emotional mess. (Those of you who know me well, know that being emotional is not something that I frequent). We are thinking of names. We are picking out clothes. We are preparing the room. We are excited! Our newest addition is constantly on our minds. Everyday we pray for their protection. We pray for their health. We are planning for their future. We long for the day when we get to hold them in our arms and see them face to face. We dream of what that day will actually be like to feel their skin against ours and look into their eyes knowing this is forever. We are in this for the long haul. The day we meet them, will not be the first day we love them.
So, you see, we’re not that different. As mothers (and fathers), we all have committed in our hearts to love a child we have not met!
Here are a few things that are happening differently around here than when we were pregnant with our first child.
The clothes I wear are different!
The books I read are different!
The videos we watch are different!
And, the prep class is (a lot) different! But we won’t post any photos from that.
This child was birthed in our hearts!
We are expecting!!
And though, my tummy is not growing, are hearts certainly are!