I Was Adopted
Here's the Story......
[i](Originally posted on EP, April 2009)[/i]
I was adopted at birth and have never met my natural parents. However, I know the basic circumstances around my adoption from information passed down through the adoption agency involved.
It seems that both my natural parents were married although not to each other and that I was the product of a one night stand at either a Christmas or New Year's party which took place at a local hotel. I even know which hotel it was! Apparently my natural mother's husband left her as a result of the affair and her getting pregnant with me, and she gave me up for adoption. She had two daughters from her marriage so I have two half-sisters somewhere. I know my natural mother was from the UK and my natural father from America but don't know his name because my mother didn't add his details to my birth certificate.
My adoptive parents adopted me because they were told they couldn't have children. They planned on adopting a boy first and then a girl a little bit later on. In the meantime, though, my adoptive mother became pregnant despite doctors' assertions that she couldn't and, as a result, I have a younger sister who is the natural child of my adoptive parents. My adoptive family has been very good to me and I feel lucky to have been afforded a good life with them.
Being adopted has raised a few issues for me over the years. Firstly, I have never felt I've known exactly who I am and where I belong and it feels strange that I don't know more about my roots. I have at times been tempted to search for my natural parents but, for various reasons, have never gone through with it. Secondly, I have always felt like the 'odd one out' in some sense, particularly as my sister is the natural child of my adoptive parents. When I was younger I didn't get on very well with my mother and I often wondered whether the fact I was adopted had something to do with it. That seems silly now but at the time it did play on my mind.
Looking back, the issues I have had relating to adoption over the years have been far outweighed by the benefits. I love my family dearly and I feel very lucky to have been adopted by such caring and supportive people.
[i](Originally posted on EP, April 2009)[/i]
I was adopted at birth and have never met my natural parents. However, I know the basic circumstances around my adoption from information passed down through the adoption agency involved.
It seems that both my natural parents were married although not to each other and that I was the product of a one night stand at either a Christmas or New Year's party which took place at a local hotel. I even know which hotel it was! Apparently my natural mother's husband left her as a result of the affair and her getting pregnant with me, and she gave me up for adoption. She had two daughters from her marriage so I have two half-sisters somewhere. I know my natural mother was from the UK and my natural father from America but don't know his name because my mother didn't add his details to my birth certificate.
My adoptive parents adopted me because they were told they couldn't have children. They planned on adopting a boy first and then a girl a little bit later on. In the meantime, though, my adoptive mother became pregnant despite doctors' assertions that she couldn't and, as a result, I have a younger sister who is the natural child of my adoptive parents. My adoptive family has been very good to me and I feel lucky to have been afforded a good life with them.
Being adopted has raised a few issues for me over the years. Firstly, I have never felt I've known exactly who I am and where I belong and it feels strange that I don't know more about my roots. I have at times been tempted to search for my natural parents but, for various reasons, have never gone through with it. Secondly, I have always felt like the 'odd one out' in some sense, particularly as my sister is the natural child of my adoptive parents. When I was younger I didn't get on very well with my mother and I often wondered whether the fact I was adopted had something to do with it. That seems silly now but at the time it did play on my mind.
Looking back, the issues I have had relating to adoption over the years have been far outweighed by the benefits. I love my family dearly and I feel very lucky to have been adopted by such caring and supportive people.
