Why, oh WHY, do people think that learning of my adoption gives them that perfect opportunity they’ve apparently been dying for to share evey adoption horror story they’ve ever heard? I have never seen anyone respond to the news of a pregnancy with tales of miscarriages and birth defects. Why do people feel that adoptive mothers have some longing to hear all about what could possibly go wrong with the process that brings their children home? Please, people, use your heads and bite your tongues. A simple “Congratulations!” is much more appreciated than the story of how your co-worker’s aunt’s cousin’s sister-in-law tried to adopt 8 years ago and it didn’t work out. We in the adoption world are perfectly aware of the risks and dangers that come with adoption. And we still decided to do it. And we’re still happy we did. Oh, and, we’re 2 months away from bringing our kids home so you’re much too late to save us from this terrible ordeal called adoption that creates families where there once was loneliness. Better luck next time!

Rant over. Happy Saturday!