Infertility, for me, has been reabsorbed and accepted. But it took a long, largely invisible, time. I am a different woman for it.
The time is now. Not before another 23,000 or more age out. Could you look at each of those faces and tell them they are not worth your time? Your voice? A family? Because they are -- it could just as easily be you or I or our best friend.
All that I do and all that I am is wrapped up in two women. I simply would not exist without one and can't imagine life without the other. All that I know and all that I am still discovering reflect both of my families, most profoundly in my commitment to children and families.
I don't feel like the World's Best Mother. I feel like a mother who is filled with doubts right now. A mother who is asking questions for which there may not be clear answers.
I've had a conflicted relationship with Mother's Day since 1989. Before then, it was the day I made my mom a card and bought her some plants for the garden. It was a good day. Church, lunch, time with family.
I had a baby 17 years ago, but I'll be celebrating my very first Mother's Day on Sunday. I remember the first (and only) Mother's Day gift I ever received. It was from my daughter's adoptive mother, and it was a lovely poem that she'd written for me
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.