The Promise

I told myself I wouldn't cry. I didn't want to scare her. I didn't want her to think this stranger was emotionally unstable. Then I worried if I didn't let myself cry she'd think maybe I was emotionally inept.  I changed my shirt 3 times. I was about to change it a fourth time when … Continue reading The Promise

Five More Days

5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  It's been 5,364 days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5 more days.  5,983 days since you were born.  Just. 5. More. … Continue reading Five More Days

Short & Sweet

It's been some time since I've updated here at Musings of a Birthmom. This will be a short, sweet, personal update to explain my absence - for anyone who should care. My husband had back surgery about 3 weeks ago and his recovery was more than anticipated. He's required a heavy level of care-giving that … Continue reading Short & Sweet

In My Dreams

I obsess. That's what I do. Fear is something that is always a part of my life and I have struggled long and hard, for so many years, decades really, to not let it control me. Alas, it sometimes wins in the end. I have waited so many days, months, years, to see her again. … Continue reading In My Dreams

The Adoption Rollercoaster: Reunion?

As my relinquished daughter gets older it's become more difficult to keep up with personal updates in regards to my adoption story. The older she gets, the more I realize that it isn't just my story to tell and I have become conflicted about just what to share and what to keep private. I see … Continue reading The Adoption Rollercoaster: Reunion?