Personal Narrative: A Successful Adoption

It was my senior year in high school when my mom told me that my cousin, Mayra, had given birth to a baby girl. However, child protective services decided that Mayra wasn’t adequate to take care of the child; due to her drug abuse. Child protective services from Mexico were trying to place the baby with close relatives. Sadly, there was only three choices, her grandma, my aunt Gloria, and myself. The choices were few and the family small.

I’m BACK! I was in school studying phlebotomy for the last month and a half so now I’m studying for the state test and hoping to keep up with my blog again! Sorry about that, I hope you missed me like I missed you.

I was fifteen years old when my mother invited me to help out with the local foster home. When I arrived at the foster home I began to cry in response to the young children that I saw. It was difficult for me to understand the children's emotions initially but throughout the day I learned the reason behind their joy. Most of the foster children were grateful for the little deeds that the volunteers performed for them because we showed that we cared about them. In all honesty many people take for granted the advantages they have for succeeding in life. The foster children that I've seen that day were limited because they did not have the physical and the emotional support of their families. I did not realized how blessed I was to have a loving

It’s been a few weeks and it’s finally that day, it’s adoption day. We arrive at court all cheered up for this to finally be official. Before we walk into the room the judge says something to the foster parents and when they told me and my brother, I ran out of court and cried. They had said that on my birth certificate there was a different name for father, meaning I couldn’t get adopted. I told my brother to get adopted anyways I just wanted to know he was safe. I walked back in the courtroom with a smile on my face but i was dying on the inside.

I remember the day like it was yesterday. I just had got off the bus and I looked at my phone I saw I had 20 text and 8 missed call. I was wondering why I had so many text and calls before I could even look at them.

Imagine a couple flying millions of miles to adopt two children who have been abandoned by their parents. They gave me a second chance at a better life in the US. It all started in 2001, Saint Petersburg Russia, Carrie and Brendan flew over the seas. Traveled to a tiny town called Luga to pick up my brother and I. I was dressed in a child's dress and two hot pink bows. I was too young to remember most of these events but I’ve been told many times how it went. I was very curious when my parents came to meet me in the orphanage that I stayed in.

The process of adoption and overall experience does provide benefits not only for the child, but as well the parents. Not only is adopting providing a nurturing home for the child, but it is also bringing joy into the child’s lives especially those that are coming from environments that were harming the child either physically and/or

Since birth, my life has been very hard to understand but I've always been very open to whoever wants to know about it. On January 13, 2003 I was born in Tulsa, Oklahoma. My parents were Anita Gomez and Billy hunt. I then moved to Georgia a while later, and then made my way to Calhoun.

For the first parent interview, I interviewed my friend Randy. The interview took place in the living room of my house. His daughter was present but was playing with my sister at the time of the interview. Randy is the father of a toddler girl who is three years old but will turn four soon. Randy was born in 1992, he is not married but is cohabiting with the mother of the child and his parents’ home. In addition, Randy works for a medical supplies company and has only completed high school. Moreover, when he had his first child and only child, he was 21 years old.

“Kathleen, your mother and I need to talk to you.” For any thirteen year old, these words instantly send a shock through your body. I repeatedly asked, “Am I in trouble?”

The purpose of this article is to describe different perspectives from adoptive parents, about their adoption experiences when receiving services from the Dave Thomas Foundation for Adoptive’s Wendy Wonderful kids (WWK), adoption recruitment program. Now one question that you may be asking yourself is, what does the Dave Thomas Foundation for Adoptive Wendy Wonderful kids foundation actually provide for a prospective adoptive parent. The main goal of the foundation is to “not only facilitate an appropriate match between a child in the foster care and a permanent family, but also to ensure that the family successfully reaches adoption finalization” (Ellis, 2011, p. 2). WWK spends a lot of time trying to find placement for children in the foster care system that are hard to find placement for. These

As I was uploading my new youtube video, my boyfriend Daniel walked in and asked, “Hey babe...umm..can I ask you something?”. I looked up from my laptop worriedly. “Sure… what’s up?” I asked. He looked at me like he didn’t know what to say. “Can we umm… adopt…?” he finally asked. I was in complete shock and I couldn’t even breathe. “Ummm.. I think we should because we have been together for 2 years and I think we are ready.” I said excitedly.

When I use to live in Ethiopia, I had seven siblings four brothers and three sisters. We had a normal life until my mom got sick. When my mom was very sick my brothers and my dad took her in Addis Ababa because they had a good doctors there. My mom told me the night she left that she was going to see a doctor if they can help her. The next morning, when I wake up she was gone. I knew she was going to be gone but I felt emotional and I couldn’t stop crying. The house felt empty without my mom and everything felt very dark. When my dad and my brothers came home later afternoon it was nice to see them. I still felt sad because my mom wasn’t with them. I don’t know exactly how long my mom was at the hospital but the doctor’s called that she was

As I was driving, I remembered back to July 20th, 1997. The day remained muggy and humid outside, but the hospital room was freezing. How do I decide to adopt my child out? The biggest decision of my entire life. Who could make me even consider this? Only my father could. He told me I had to do this. I had to protect her from him; he hated this poor child because of the color of her skin. Then I heard the most glorious sound. She cried for me. I ached for her. What was wrong with me? Why did I not stop this? I could not look up

They had been previously unable to have children, there for they were considering adoption. Kathy had previously gone to assist a best friend in a Chinese adoption and fell in love with China. This made it very easy for Kathy and Dennis to consider adopting a children from China themselves. The Chinese Adoption process was long and tedious. My parents said that if every parent had to go through the process that they had to go through to have a children, many would not have children. The Chinese Adoption Bureau tries to interpret the reported personality traits of the parents and the Chinese children to product a good match. I was paired with Dennis and Kathy Christoff. My parents say that when I was placed in their arms they were overcome with