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  • From Unplanned Pregnancy To The Grace Of Adoption

    When Michelle Thorne found herself unexpectedly pregnant, her world suddenly fell apart. Lost and alone, all she could think about was killing herself or, “at the very least,” miscarrying. Calling her pregnancy a “mistake,” she was convinced that God was punishing her. But over the course of the next few months, as she waited out her pregnancy in a maternity home, she came to realize that there was another plan in store for her — one that involved adoption, God, freedom

  • Why We Hope To Adopt

    This guest post is by Michelle, a hopeful adoptive mother. This past weekend, we planted a lovely garden filled with lilies, snapdragons, daisies, English moss and roses of every color at my brother and sister-in-law’s house. It was just our immediate family, but in the bunch there were six moms supervising, digging in the dirt, telling stories, laughing, corralling the kids, hugging and crying. Each plant was set into the earth with care. Each plant a remembrance.

  • An Adoptive Mother’s Story: I Dreamed A Dream

    This guest post is written by Jennifer Ann Holt, the author of Delivering Hope. One of my all-time favorite stories is that of Les Miserables by Victor Hugo. If you are unfamiliar with it, it is ultimately a story of sacrifice and hope, love and redemption. Not to mention a pretty cool adoption undercurrent in one of the plot lines. In 1980, Claude-Michel Schonberg and Alain Boublil made the story into a musical, and many iconic songs were born. One

  • Mother’s Day For An Adoptive Mother: A Time To Dance, A Time To Cry

    This guest post is by Delana H. Stewart at Nine Year Pregnancy.  Ecclesiastes 3:4—“. . . a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance . . .”  Mother’s Day 1988, on a hill overlooking our little town, my husband James asked me to marry him. In May 1991, I experienced my very first Mother’s Day as a mom to a precious son. Two more sons followed in 1992 and 1994.

  • Placing My Baby For Adoption: Why Openness Was The Right Choice For Me

    This guest post is by Alli at Neither Rhyme Nor Reason. It’s been six and a half years since I placed beautiful little Samantha into the arms of her parents. It was a difficult and emotional choice for me. However, it has not continued to be difficult or emotional. Adoption has become a large part of who I am and to me, it’s a beautiful thing. I believe this is, in large part, because my adoption is open. Talking to birthmothers

  • How My Daughters’ Birth Moms Made Me A Mommy

    This guest post is by Star Prattas, an adoptive mother.  From the time I was a little girl, I knew that I always wanted to be a mommy. It was in my personal future plan that I would marry a wonderful man and we would create two adorable children together. My fairy tale also included a lovely home and living happily ever after.

  • Why My Children’s Birth Mothers Will Be Part of My Mother’s Day Celebration

    This guest post is by Lindsey Redfern at The R House.  When my husband and I were struggling with infertility, Mother’s Day was a dreaded day. It seemed that every word spoken in church and every ad on television was designed to drive a dagger into my childless, broken heart. Eight years after my husband and I started the journey to have a family, I am now blessed to be the mother of two adorable, feisty, smart and loving little

  • The Mother I Am Now, The Birthmother I Will Always Be

    This guest post is by Haley, a birthmother. I had my beautiful little girl on January 27th at 7:37 PM six years ago. That date and time is imprinted in my mind more than any other date or time from my life. I was 15 years old and at exactly 7:37 PM on January 27th, I became a mother. I was finally holding this little girl that I had fought so hard to get here safely. I was finally holding

  • Reflections On Mother’s Day By An Adoptive Mom-In-Waiting

    This guest blog is by Melinda, a single hopeful adoptive parent. Roses are red, Violets are blue, Happy Mother’s Day, I love you! So I wasn’t the most creative poet at age 6. And I’m still not, decades later. But my mom loved my homemade cards on Mother’s Day. This year, as a hopeful adoptive parent, I’m looking forward to getting my own handmade cards on Mother’s Day.  But as a single, Asian hopeful adoptive parent in the domestic adoption