Today's topic: questions never asked of a pregnant lady but freely asked of an adoptive mom.
Why did you decide to adopt?
Can we see copies of all your financial statements?
What kinds of kids are you qualified to handle?
Do you have a fire escape plan?
How much do you weigh?
I'm not kidding about that last one, people. I have to have a physical in two weeks. However, I do remember a nurse scoldingly pointing out that I had gained five pounds in a week when I was pregnant with Peanut. I was well-aware I was quickly ballooning to grow a little person, and I also remember what I wanted to tell her back.
So back to the topic at hand. I find it slightly humorous that when adopting, people are allowed to ask all kinds of questions that you don't dream of asking a pregnant mom. No one asked me why I wanted to get pregnant. No one asked if we could afford it, they assumed we would make the budget work to cover diapers and such. No one asked what I was qualified to deal with as far as special needs, they just tried to scare me with all the possibilities of what could happen. I had no almost-stranger walk into my house and look for fire extinguishers. ...but I did have to step on a scale more often than comfortable.
This journey is taking me places I never dreamed of going, but it's good. I'm happy to open up my home and my heart and even all my accounts to see where it's going to take us. I know what's at the end... and he or she has a precious face.
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