It happened. For the first time since adopting my kiddos someone straight out asked me, after finding out my children were adopted, if I had any "real kids". I was speechless. I bit my tongue, wanting to say "um no I only have "fake kids". (You know using the quotation hand gestures and smothering my voice with sarcasm.) I have come to the conclusion that comments like that are out of ignorance. This person was super nice and I knew there was no malice behind the question. And so I stated back to them " They are my real kids, and no I do not have biological children".
Sometimes it is hard to feel the "difference" adoption can create. The feeling of "proving" my position as "mom". I am thankful that my children were not there to hear it. I am not sure how I would have reacted if they were there and heard that question. (Trying to contain the mama bear in me can be difficult at times.)
Everything about them being my children is REAL. Everything about me being their mom is REAL! The sleepless nights are real! The countless diapers and bottles were real. The noses wiped, the teeth brushed the snacks and meals and milk served are real. The boo boos are real, the endless singing of the ABC's is real. Their hearts and minds and bodies are real. Our relationships are real. Our family is REAL!
And they are REALLY REALLY REALLY my children.
AND I REALLY LOVE THEM! REALLY!
1 comment:
I would have had a hard time holding my tongue also. I can completely relate to keeping the mama bear in me "tame" lol. Im amazed at how little it takes for the fury to rise when it comes to my kids. Good job working around that question :)
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