Remember giving birth to your baby.
That moment when you eventually get to meet the bump.
Remember the intensity of the love you felt, and the instinct to protect your little one at all costs.
I read an Irish blog yesterday which told such a story.
The writer is the mother of a young boy.
She is married but her husband is not her sons biological father.
He is though very much his Dad.
He was there at all but conception.
He watched the two blue lines light up announcing the pregnancy.
He was there for the birth, and for all the crazy and wonderful days thereafter.
The man who is the biological creator of this little boy is nowhere.
He has never had any interest in this child, nor made any attempt at contact.
Yet legally he is the father.
This mother is anxious that if anything should happen to her,
her husband would have no rights over this boy. His son.
This child he loves and adores.
The boy who calls him Daddy.
So in order to safeguard “their” son, they decided that her husband should adopt him.
The law however insists that in order for her husband to adopt this little boy
she must also adopt him!
She must adopt her own son, the one she has birthed.
She will then no longer be his birth mother. She will be his adoptive mother.
The law is definitely an ass!
This story is on the site adoptingmyownson.
It touched me deeply yesterday reading it.
The thought of not being acknowledged as my childrens birth mother,
is something I just cannot get my head around.
What a selfless thing to do in order to safeguard her son.
Best wishes “adoptingmyson”.
Your little boy will never need to have a piece of paper to know,
his real mom and dad love him dearly.