an interesting hour

Both my girls were adopted as babies. Both from foster care. Different stories.

6's birthmom chose her placement. We met. She asked for yearly updates - pictures and a note updating her. The information is passed on through a social worker.

6 knows her birth and adoption story. She knows her birthmom's name. She has seen a picture. She is incredibly curious.

Shopping a few weeks ago, we found some pens with 6's name on them. She found some pencils with her birthmom's name on them and begged to buy them. Something kind and thoughtful...
I promised to call the social worker and arrange a meeting for 6 to drop off the gift. The meeting was last night.

6 was nervous and shy at first. The social worker was wonderful! They talked for about 45 minutes. 6 spoke of things she liked to do - the social worker asked if it would be okay to pass the info on to birthmom. 6 asked for a picture of her birthmom and her dad.

I have no other parenting experience to compare this with. Adoption is my norm. Still, as I try to do the best things for the kids, I wonder what it would be like not to have this other history to speak about. It's an interesting journey.