Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Fear and Loathing in TTC

Note: For those of you not hip to the infertility cyber lingo TTC is short for trying to conceive.

Confession - When it comes to run ins with the law I am squeaky clean. Except for the scarlet letter of my first, and only (knock on wood) speeding ticket back when I was 17. Suffice it to say, "enough time" has passed since then such that even my insurance company doesn't care about it anymore.

Okay, so I know that is not a very juicy confession... but here is where it gets good! Or at least a little better :) Is my squeaky clean record a result of the success of my parents in convincing me that rules are meant to be honored? Can I get a HELL NO?! My parents would laugh in my face if I tried to pretend it was. In reality it is because I literally LOATH being told that I can't do what I am doing by an authority figure (any adult, teacher or law enforcement officer) other than my parents of course. It makes my blood boil. It brings out my inner doppleganger. So, to keep my dark side at bay I avoid stepping outside of the lines.

Now, what do my doppleganger and record of not causing trouble have to do with TTC? I am absolutely petrified of getting back into TTC. The mere thought is enough to get my body shaking and my most recent meal trying to force its way back up to the surface.

The reason I FEAR getting back into TTC so much? I fear my body, God, the Universe, or whichever authority figure is responsible for my pervious fertility issues again will say, "NO! I order you to stop what you are doin' right now!" Then, with a big wad of chaw in the lower lip, hands on gun belt, and a southern drawl will ask me, "What were you thinkin'? What made you think you could git away with git'n pregnant or successfully giv'n birth to yer own child? We have laws 'round here! We have society to think of! Children to protect! ... People like you make me sick!"


Monday, March 22, 2010

Open Adoption Blogger Interview

As I mentioned in my post yesterday the past week or so I have been participating in an Open Adoption Blogger Interview project. To celebrate the anniversary of the Open Adoption Blogroll Heather at Production, Not Reproduction paired up a bunch of us to interview and get to know each other.

It was my distinct pleasure to learn about the indomitable Momma C of Mama C and the Boys for this project. Momma C, is a sassy single mother of two boys, Sam and Marcel. Sam came into her life through open domestic transracial infant adoption. Marcel joined Mama C and Sam through donor assisted conception with an African American donor. Mama C has done an amazing job chronically her thoughts and life story since becoming a mother. After reading about her family, I crafted the following questions to get a better insight to her unique journey.

Me: What motivated you to blog your experience?

MC: My first post was a story about being a single mama, called Buy Paper Plates that had seen the light of day in the publishing world, so it seemed like a "reputable" starting point. That gave me the courage I was waiting for to take the leap. But, after that it was more about the fact that I like to be heard. As a single mama, I missed having someone to share a lot of my experiences with. The blog gave me a sense of audience, real or imagined. At first I was sporadic, and then it was something that I found myself craving, needing to do even.

Me: Do you feel the purpose of your blog has evolved since its inception and if so what particular events in your life would you say inspired the change?

MC: Purpose. I would like to think the purpose has evolved outward from being about my insatiable need to talk, to providing a forum at times for things that others find it uncomfortable, or just difficult to talk about. By this I mean, white parents raising kids of color, open adoption, adoption language as we come to experience it, and the list goes on. I write to encourage others to do the same. The change has also been inspired by the sheer amount of people coming to the blog, and the nature of the responses, and the experiences and backgrounds of the audience that I draw. I have also become a stronger writer, or at least I kid myself into thinking so, since MamaCandtheboys began a few years back. As my writing gets stronger, my willingness to take on more has increased too.

Me: When you started out on your journey to become a mother did you know you wanted to have both adopted and biological children? Or were you inspired to go the donor assisted conception route during the process of adopting or after you adopted Sam?

MC: I did the infertility tango for almost two years before the brick hit me over the head. Why was I spending my precious savings on trying to create a baby, when there was a child out there who needed a family, as much as I needed to make one? One day, it just became enough. The medical intrusion into my life was too much. And, because I am single, I did not have to contend with a partner's potential grief too. In college I had a dream of myself walking along a path in this oddly lit forest. I was holding a young boy's hand, and he was black. He was guiding me, not the other way around. That was clearly not just a dream. Marcel, well he came about the first try, when I was ready for #2. I honestly hadn't fully committed to having a baby or adopting one, because it came about so quickly, which was not at all my expectation. If I could do it again what would I choose? Adoption. It's so much easier on your body! I love them both equally. Mother love is mother love. There is no otherness in my experience to having a biological child to an adopted one. When a child is your child, he is your child.

Me: What are the 3 most important things that you think parents considering transracial adoption should know?

MC: Love isn't enough. Those were the three most important words that I was told, and I thought that was the biggest load of &$%#! anyone could say to me. As if my love wasn't going to be enough. As if I wouldn't know how to parent a child of color. I didn't know the first thing about parenting, let alone parenting a child of color when Sam was placed in my arms at thirty-six hours old. Sure, I had instincts, and they have turned out to be pretty good ones so far. But, instincts on how to help a baby thrive, a toddler explore, a preschooler take on the world, are not the same as nurturing a black son's identity, let alone adoptive identity. Now I live by those words. Love is what reminds you every day that your job is to turn yourself inside out over and over again until you have found the resources, help, community, and understanding you need to parent this child in a way that he needs and deserves. My blog is really devoted to this exploration. Well, my life is devoted to it, my blog allows for moments of that to emerge.

Me: What has been your biggest unexpected hurdle raising children of a different race?

MC: How uncomfortable I would become in my own skin.

Me: On the flip side what has been the biggest unexpected blessing of raising children of a different race?

MC: How uncomfortable I became in my own skin! Parenting a black child, and a biracial child has changed me more than being a parent has. My purpose, my friendships, my writing, my vision for how I can leave the world a better place than I found it, have all been a direct result of the blessing of Sam and then Marcel into my life. Being their mom has given me so much permission to push myself, to feel rage, to look at the ugly in my own thinking, to not accept what was acceptable.

Me: Having experienced open adoption how would you feel about adopting domestic closed or internationally where the child would not have the same access to their roots as Sam?

MC: For me, having a relationship with Sam's birth family has been and I pray will continue to be a life line for me, and for him. I had a lot of fear about that going into this. I had all of the Hollywood inspired "what if's" in my head too. The biggest one for me that I HATE to admit, was something like; "what if, after all I do for this little baby, he grows up and decides that I am only second rate. What if he leaves me like a worn out shoe and moves back to share his adult life with his beautiful, calm, dynamic and magical birth mom.." Now I realize, and it has taken me YEARS to get here, that if I do my job well, and they both choose this, he will have a deep and meaningful connection with his birth family. They will provide him with keys to his being that I can not. I want all of that for him.

Me: What are the top 3 pieces of advice you would give parents trying to balance the seemingly always at odds work and family life?

MC: I am sorry I don't have time to answer that! People say to me all the time, "I don't know how you do it..." And I smile and say, "me either." I think we underestimate ourselves. We can do a lot. Again, I am not trying to manage a marriage or partnership which in some ways makes it easier for me. I rely on friends for so much support, from babysitting while I have to go to a board meeting, or get a jog in, or a hair cut, to coming over to dinner so that I can have adult company! Balance never happens. When a wise friend told me to give up on ever having true balance, and just do my best to get exercise (I'm a useless parent without it), connect with the kids, do my writing, teaching, and maintaining my relationships meaningfully I was able to shift into a calmer me somehow. We are all doing out best.

Me: What process would you recommend to an itty bitty blogger like myself looking to expand my audience and get more involved in adoption publications, etc.?

MC: You are doing it. People want to hear about other folks who are walking their path, and blazing a new one. So much of adoption is still so mysterious and other to many. As with any subject-when you write what you know, you write in your voice, and it is compelling. When I submitted my first piece to Adoptive Families Magazine they took it almost instantly. That blew me away. My next piece took six months for a reply, because it wasn't something they needed until then. There are so many great online venues available to hone your craft so to speak. One of the best ways to simply increase your audience is to read voraciously on the internet, and comment. If people like what you have to say, they will stop by your blog, and bah-dah-bing you are building a community.


~THE END~


I would like to thank Mama C for her partnership and for sharing her thoughts with me as part of this interview project! I feel I have made a priceless connection with her as Cory and I continue to consider all things adoption! For a more in depth back ground on Mama C check out her Back Story and of course check out Mama C and the Boys to read her interview of me and learn more about her!

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Open Adoption Bloggers

Recently I began to notice a neat little banner on a few blogs I had been reading. Open Adoption Bloggers. Feeling that I met the criteria of this banner I clicked on the link to find out where it would take me. It brought me to Production, Not Reproduction a great blog with an awesome forum for bloggers on all three sides of the open adoption triangle! Seriously, this has been my own personal discovery of Atlantis. I found a fellow kinship adoptive mum, Jordanna (hopefully you don't mind me linkng your page, Jordanna, if you do let me know and I will remove it :) and I have found some very eye opening blogs of birth mother's and adoptees. Open adoption or not, adoptive parent or not, check it out because I cannot do it justice with my limited vocabulary.

Since discovering my internet Atlantis I have done the following:

~ signed my little blog up on the list of Open Adoption Bloggers,

~ spent way too much time reading through the blogs of other bloggers on the list, AND...

~ participated in the Open Adoption Bloggers Interview Project.

I will be posting my interview of my blogger partner first thing tomorrow!

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Adoption Day Prayer of Thanks...

Dear Lord,

We are thankful today for:

River,

Angie,

River's birth father,

For the love of four parents for one child,

Family and friends,


Prayers both answered and unanswered alike,

Judges that love their job and are d*mn good at them,


Days off of work spent celebrating,

Good driving weather,

Good Mexican food,

Party cakes with WAY too sweet frosting atop delicious, moist, chocolate cake,

The Tonka Truck cake decorations that made River bounce up and down in his seat when he saw them,

The police officer that let my Dad off the hook for a speeding ticket so he could make it in time for the hearing,

Cousins born only 3 weeks apart,


A good long afternoon nap (for both River and myself),

Days that make all the pain, frustration, loss, sorrow, and ridiculous amount of waiting worth every second,

And of course, days that end with cake all over our shirts!


AMEN!!

Now if only my bangs would have cooperated on this picture heavy day!

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Am I the only one?

I bought the following shirt for River to wear on his upcoming Adoption Day.



Am I the only one who gets it and thinks it is cute?
After describing the shirt to a few people I'm beginning to think I am :)

Thursday, March 4, 2010

It's the final countdown!

Is there anyone else out there who can't say/read the title of this post without getting the song by Europe, "Final Countdown" stuck in their heads? Da, nuh, nuh, nuh... Da, nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh! And of those familiar with the song, am I the only one that can't help but think of Gob Blueth and the soundtrack to his "illusions" (... NOT magic tricks) when they hear this song?

Well, Europe and Arrested Development aside we are in the final countdown of days until River's adoption is finalized. Our court date as I mentioned before is the 9th... just 5 days away... on Gretchen's birthday :)

Here are some of the things we are doing to make the time pass quickly:

Cleaning the house...


Playing with trucks...


And of course trying out different hair styles to wear on the big Adoption Day...



It's the final countdown to March 9th...