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I have sat and wondered often in the play room of our Adoption Agency what the children must be thinking?
I have seen children just shut down and you can look into their little eyes and they are dark and sad. I have watched as the little ones play and have fun with siblings and they are full of joy.
Then there are those sitting off by themselves.
It couldn’t be a pleasant experience sitting there waiting for parents who never show up. With my 4 precious babies that is exactly what happened every time. Except for one time in 14 months.
You could see those of her seven kids that still needed her to recognize them. My son acted out on a toddlers toy scooter to get her negative attention. She didn’t even acknowledge him. He sure got my negative attention. Followed by a lot of positive attention too.
One of her daughters sat alone at a table coloring refusing to even acknowledge her or play with her siblings. You could see she had separated her own self from that life long ago. With no desire to return to it.
I sat there wishing I could hear what the children were thinking. I wish i could wipe away all the negative and brush away all the rivers of tears for every child who has gone through foster care or adoption. In turn for every child who has had a positive experience I wish I could hug them and bless them with happiness all of their lives.
In the parking lot as we were leaving the birth mom pointed to one of her daughters and asked me “Is that one a Midgit?” I wanted to scream at her. I wanted to say that is your daughter. What you did to her by not feeding her and doing your drugs has taken it’s toll on her little body…..of course I smiled and said “No dear she ill and it is from bad nutrition as an infant.”
God love the children and all that they endure. I am so glad that I have never had to meet that woman again. Even though we have an open adoption. She could call, write, send cards or arrange for visits any time she wanted to see her kids. She has never called us once or returned a camera I sent her with some cash to pay for her to send it back to us. All the kids wanted was to remember her face. She could not even do that for them.
I’d love to hear from of the “Adoption Thoughts” from the Adoptee’s out there. All of your comments are welcome.
