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Chaotic Yet Normalized

I’ve never NOT known I was adopted. It was something my mom and my birth mom would talk about. I just have two moms, adoptive mom Angie and birth mom Carrie. It’s something that was always a positive thing; I had the opportunity to have two beautiful, strong women as consistent support systems throughout my childhood and adult life. Even when my family moved from Georgia to Texas, Carrie wasn’t far behind.

I’ve had such a great family life growing up thanks to my adoption. My uncle, whom I call my dad, is a great adoptive dad, along with his son, Jason. He’s always been my big brother so naturally we have fought more times then our mom can count but the love is still there. But this story isn’t just about the adoptive story of me but a story of my choice for adoption for my unborn son.

This story starts with my best friend, Daniel. We have been friends since high school and he’s liked me since he met me. It took me 5 years to realize that all I ever wanted in a guy, you know, THAT GUY, was that guy I friend-zoned for 5 years. We have been happy and madly in love ever since. We decided that if we ever got pregnant, adoption would be the plan. Low and behold about a year ago, we got pregnant.

We both freaked! Adoption was the safest route we could think of and we knew it was the plan we discussed previously but now everything was so real. We continued working and after conducting some research, we walked through the doors of Legacy Adoptions. We told our counselor we wanted to find the perfect family and we really did! My family was more than supportive and Daniel’s, well… they came around.

Throughout working through the adoption with Legacy, it was clear that many people in our life were unaware of adoption as an option or very misguided about it. It’s actually a plan to give your child the best life— not giving up responsibility.

Adoption is something that is so normal yet it comes with so many emotions and responsibilities. I think people may fear the parts of adoption that they don’t know, yet they aren’t open to learning more about it. Adoption is normal but society hasn’t caught up with that yet. I love my birth mom for choosing adoption for me and still wanting to be a part of my life and I am doing the same for my son. Daniel and I have a loving relationship with our baby’s adoptive family and can’t help feel anything but happy when we receive pictures and letters of our little Disney prince.