"I never know what to say when someone asks me how many brothers or sisters I have." This came out of my 12-year-old's mouth while I was driving the other day. There was no warning for a statement such as this. No conversation that I can think of that brought it on. We were listening … Continue reading Sibling Grief In Adoption
Musings of a Birthmom: The Honest Ramblings of a First Mother 