During my first pregnancy, our baby Matthew passed away from nephrosis, a silent and deadly disease that snaked its way through our baby's kidney cells. After the autopsy showed that Matthew's condition was autosomal recessive, meaning any future baby of ours would have a 25-percent risk of dying from the same disease, my husband and I agreed we wanted to pursue adoption.
The first time I ever heard the term "birthmother grief" was from our adoption counselor, Maggie. "Don't fixate on your own loss while talking to a birthmother," she advised. "Adoption is just as much about her loss and herRead More »from The Case for an Open Adoption: Why I’m Glad My Daughter Has Two Moms