Let's be honest. It isn't kids they care about; it's gays. They don't want gay couples to marry and the "what about the kids?" argument is a smokescreen.
Mother's Day has largely been a non-event in our house. It isn't particularly happy or sad. It just is. Our children may not have their mothers in their lives the way many of their friends do or the way they would wish, but they do have two loving, involved and committed parents.
Women like me face Mother's Day with shades of shame, despair and silence. So, I would like to take this opportunity to speak up and share with those who know someone who has infertility or are experiencing it themselves. Here is what I wish someone had told me about about the disease.
My name is Rachel, and I'm white. I've benefited from white privilege my entire life, most of the time without knowing it. When I became a mom, things changed for me, dramatically. My husband and I decided that we could be great parents to a child of any race.
She is out there for all the world to love and judge. She has been born for all the world to embrace or reject. She is shining bright, whether or no...
When I started One Simple Wish in 2008 a few people told me they probably wouldn't ever grant a wish because they didn't think giving kids "stuff" was really going to make much of a difference in their lives.
We have grandmas, aunts, older female cousins and baby sitters. But there's no mother to receive the treasure trove of attention.
No matter who a judge deems as "right," no matter which party loses his or her case, the truth is, the person who will be most impacted, to either his detriment or his benefit, is the child.
Some people experience anxiety at the prospect of this unique relationship in their lives, and some families find this aspect of their adoption journey challenging. To ensure that a child feels loved and supported by all family members, both birth and adoptive, here are six things to keep in mind.
Last month, New York City mayor Bill de Blasio and Gladys Carríon, commissioner of the New York City Administration for Children's Services (A.C.S.), ended their partnership with two of the major adoption agencies of New York City.
Most parents go to a hospital to meet their child for the first time. My wife and I went to the Omaha airport, and it was there, shortly before midnight, that our internationally-adopted son arrived from South Korea. He was 51 weeks old.
While the two of them danced, Elsa walked over to have a conversation with our oldest. We explained that she wouldn't reply back, but Elsa continued to speak to our daughter just like we do. She may not reply, but that doesn't mean she is not worthy of our words and attention.
The Republican platform makes several medical claims that shape its policies. Since public health policy should be based on the best scientific and medical evidence, fact-checking these claims is timely.
It dawned on me that I had been parenting her for the exact number of months she had been with her first mother. My eyes welled up with tears, and I realized how completely devastated I would be if I had parented my baby for 40 weeks and then handed her to someone else... forever.
Because of the outright racism, racial microaggressions, and personal interrogations we've encountered as a family, I've had to teach my children some profound lessons in order to protect their bodies, their adoption stories, and their integrity.
Thanks to her courage in giving me up to an unknown family who were truly ready and excited to welcome another child into their lives, I am living the life of my dreams.