cursing and a bit of a rant

I got a comment on this post that needs to be addressed.

Krickett made the following comment:

Well, as an adoptive mom that has written a “relatively small amount” for our contact to go searching for us and has put up posters in our finding area I can say without hesitation that your assumption that I simply want to be let off the hook by my daughter is wrong.  I would love to build a relationship with someone in the area and “have the stress of doing the work”. How do you propose I do that?   I would love to know who specifically to contact in the area to build a relationship with?  Especially since we could not visit the area when we were in China due to many circumstances.

I congratulate you on your success and have read your blog along with other resources for tips on how I may continue my search.  I wish there was more support from those that have been successful to us that are new on this search road rather than this criticism.

Wow, this comment left me nearly speechless.  I mean, where do we start?

First, you wish “those that have been successful” would support you?  What do you think I am doing here?  Do you think I am baring my soul about our search and the adjustment we are going through now for me?

Do you have any idea how many hours I have spent writing posts about how to search to help people who can’t be bothered to do any thinking or research on their own?   Do you think I compromise our privacy for fun?   No kidding, I have taken more than enough time away from my family helping complete and total strangers have resources for how to search in China here an in a variety of other places online and in person.

In fact, Krickett, you live near me.  I distinctly remember sending you an email and personally inviting you to coffee back in July to talk to you more about our experience searching.  You never bothered to email me back, so how exactly would you like me to be more supportive of you??

There are only a handful of us who have searched successfully and it is a brutal, gut wrenching process.  Sorry, I guess I have a little too much on my mind to handhold you as you go through the difficult check-writing process.  Even if we were all willing to spill our guts about our searches, odds are your situation is different and our successes will only offer hints as to which directions you should go.

And yes, I am being a sarcastic bitch there.  I know it was hard to get together and send off the check and documents to the searcher. I know it because I went through the process of deciding and re-deciding to search for several years.  Each time it is hard. Each time we didn’t have success I had to pull up my big girl panties and recommit to doing what was best for my daughter.  But you don’t get to sit back and blame other people for the hardness or for not helping you enough.  Searching is between you and your child.  Either you think it is important enough to do the work, or you don’t.  And if you don’t, DON’T SEARCH.

For the record, your comment (and maybe not your actual actions or intentions) is a perfect illustration of the half-hearted searches so many adoptive parents are doing.

You didn’t visit your child’s area and now you can’t find any local contacts?

I call bullshit on that.

There are 1.5 billion Chinese and at least half of them have internet access.  I guarantee you, no matter where you live in America, you are likely within 50 miles of SOMEONE Chinese who you could approach for help navigating the Chinese internet to find a local contact.  And Krickett, I know for a fact that you live in an area where there are thousands and thousands of Chinese students (likely from every Chinese province) you could approach for help.  And even if you aren’t, there are a gazillion Chinese on the internet who speak English who you can try to contact to help you.  Or for crying out loud, hire some Chinese college student to help you.  I put an ad on Craigslist several years ago asking for someone to do internet searching for me and I got several good offers of help.

Can I point you to the right person? No way.  That is why this is WORK.  In China, to get anyone to help you, you need a personal connection.  In most cases to search successfully, you are going to have to know someone who knows someone first.

I will tell you that honestly, I am very very worried about adoptive parents who use professional searchers, because there is a small chance they will succeed.  If you stumble upon the birth family right out of the gate, before you have had time to get your feet wet and get-on-the- ground experience with local people and a good feel for your translator, you may very well find yourself in WAY over your head.

So what is your plan, then? You send a searcher in to locate the birth family, then what?  Who will translate for you over the next 20 years?  Does your searcher offer this service long-term, because I have never heard of that being the case.  You need a relationship with the person who will translate for you to make sure they are really looking out for you and your child’s best interests.

Do you have a real personal connection with someone who you pay $300 to stick up some fliers?  Do you trust that person to understand your heart and what you want from birthfamily contact with your child?

Are we going to add an additional sob story about financial hardship?  Bullshit again.  I spent less than $1,000 for several YEARS of intensive searching (internet searching, translations, phone calls, DNA testing etc.)  and relationship building.   Hiring a searcher is much more expensive (and I daresay less likely to be successful) than doing the legwork yourself first.  And anything I had done I could just as easily exchanged child care or English conversation practice if I found the right person to help me.

You want to sit around and feel powerless because it is SOOOOO HARD.  Well, yeah it is.

You know what is a lot harder?  DEALING WITH THE BIRTH FAMILY.  You know what is going to be much more costly?  Keeping in touch with the birth family.   You know what is going to turn your life upside down?  FINDING THE BIRTH FAMILY.

Searching SHOULD be hard because it weeds out the people who are NOT committed to success.  (Didn’t I already write this post before?)  If you can’t handle talking to some random Chinese people, I promise you, you won’t be able to handle reunion.  It is so, so complicated and overwhelming.

You want to tell your kid how you searched soooooo hard for her birth family?

Well, my how to search posts are going to remain on the internet forever.  When she grows up, she can look at those lists (here and here and here) and ask you which steps you took.

I don’t answer to your kid, I answer to mine, but I know for a fact my daughter is too smart to buy the whole “I wanted to find them for you, but it was just so hard…” 

Do you think your kid won’t fill in the rest of that sentence with “…so you let 15 or 20 years pass and the trail has gone ice cold?!? Because that definitely made it so much easier to search now. Thanks Mom.”

I know this is harsh.  I am bruising some adoptive parents’ tender self images right now.  That is OK.

Someone has to be the voice of reality here.  SOMEONE has to tell you that searching is not and will never be rainbows and unicorns.   From the start (and likely for the rest of our lives), searching and successful reunion will be like slogging through a neck-deep emotional minefield— not only for us, but also for our children.

NO ONE is saying you should search.  In fact, I have come around to telling people DO NOT SEARCH. This is not a time to go with the peer-pressure (assuming one can have peer pressure from passively reading a blog about someone else’s completely unrelated experiences) induced flow if you are not emotionally ready and committed to success.

And I am sorry that you can’t find the support you wish you had.  Honestly, I am pretty wrung out over here.  There are days when I (a non crier) am crying in the grocery store because I am not able to do a better job managing our reunion, never mind helping other people.

Over time, there will be more and more of us with successful reunions.  We will have more experience on how to search and how to manage the after.  But right now, we are just babies at this.  I have spend the last two years trying to build a framework for how to share information about searching and for those who are searching and I can tell you it is a thankless job.  I (a person who has panic attacks doing public speaking) have even offered to do in person talks for FCC and other adoption groups. Just thinking about it makes me want to throw up, but I think it is important, so I offered.

And then to be told I am not doing enough for people who aren’t doing much at all for themselves?  Well, Fuck that….FUCK THAT.

 

too late?

Jenny asks:

It didn’t even cross our minds to find our daughter’s birth family because we were told that in China it was 1) impossible and 2) dangerous for the birth family. We didn’t speak Chinese, we weren’t even taken to the city where she was found and where her SWI was located. Now that we see (from your blog and elsewhere) that searching is possible, our daughter is six. Do you think it’s too late, that the trail is too cold? Should we make the effort? We are emotionally prepared to do it. We were just ignorant, and when you know better, you do better.

 

I can’t say if you should make the effort or not.  By sharing our story, I hope that adoptive parents will have a better understanding of both the challenges and the rewards of searching in China.  Despite my personal struggles, I really believe we are an example of the best case scenario…and even that is very, very hard.  Are you prepared for the fallout of a worst case scenario?  Are you prepared to navigate the challenges of building a relationship with the birth family for the rest of your life?

I can’t say if it is too late or not because I don’t know your child’s specific circumstances.  In some cases, an adoption file will have enough information to find the family now or to find it in 30 years.  In most cases, there probably isn’t enough information to find them ever.  By searching sooner, you increase the (likely very slim) odds of success.

This isn’t really related to your question, but I would like to mention another phenomena that I have observed:  the adoptive parent who wants to give the impression of “searching” without actual putting in the effort that would actually lead to success.  I suspect these people want to be let off the hook by their kids. They can say they searched without actually dealing with the stress of doing the work and/or dealing with the birth family.

These are people who want to write a (relatively small) check for someone else to go “search” for them.  In some cases, this might actually work, but I am going to go out on a limb and say that searching done by someone who is actually invested in success (rather than financial gain) is probably going to be more likely to actually find the birth family.   You *might* get lucky with some posters or sending someone on a “research project” briefly to the area in question, but you are more likely to be successful by building personal relationships with people in the area.

 

Nablopomo day 4,576

Will November ever end?   I should probably admit I am extremely tired today because a friend and I went to the midnight showing of Breaking Dawn last night.  I am too old to party until 2:00 a.m.

mccxxiii asks:

How can you be sure that you will love an adopted child as much as you would love a biological child?

 

You can’t be sure. You cross your fingers and jump.  How can you be sure you will love your biological child?  Some people don’t.

 

How do weeks and weeks of paperwork create the same intense bond that’s created by conception, 40 weeks of carrying the child, giving birth, etc.

Paperwork had nothing to do with creating the bond between L and I (Me? Myself? Grammar police, where are you when I need you?).

First of all, when you decide to be a parent, you have to commit to doing it come hell or high water.  Even when you aren’t feeling the love, the commitment carries you through.  Let me assure you there are times when you don’t feel the love whether you are biologically related to your child or not—I would venture to say this is also true in a marriage.  Commitment is the fundamental foundation before you can worry about love.

When I was handed L, it was clear that she needed someone to put her needs first.  Even though it pretty much wrecked the life I had before her, I had committed to meeting her needs so I did it.  She needed me as much, if not more than M needed me when she was a newborn.

You do what you need to do and you hope love will follow.  Fortunately, for me it did.  Bonding and attachment are a dance two people do together.  You child  has needs, you meet them, they show appreciation (smiles, stopping crying, etc.), you feel good, your child can trust you, you get more positive interactions, and viola! love grows.

 

How long does it take before you *feel* like you’re actually parenting instead of babysitting somebody else’s child? When do you become the mother in your own mind?

I felt like I was babysitting someone else’s kid with M (bio) for about six months, but I would also have jumped in front of a train for her.  With L (adopted) I felt like I was her parent much sooner, probably because I wasn’t mourning my lost freedom and social life to the same degree and I was a more experienced parent.  Also, M was not planned, so I was in shock for quite a while after I found out about her.

 

I don’t know if mccxxiii is a parent or not, but if so, these questions strike me as kind of odd.  Mothering is a VERB.  It is something you DO.  You don’t just wake up one day with a baby and become a mother. You have to put in the time and effort.  THAT is what makes you the parent to a child.  If a child/baby is dependent on you for their survival, there is an instinct to take care of that child –bio or not.  Biological connection might make that instinct harder to ignore, but as a species, we wouldn’t survive very long if biology was the only thing that created a significant bond between two people.

Adoption Blogger Interview 2011

It is that time of year again, time for the Adoptin Blogger Interview Project designed and organized by the lovely Heather at Production not Reproduction.  You can read other interviews HERE.  If you want to read the interview I gave, you can click here.

My interview partner was Rebecca Falco of Adoption Makes Seven.  She has FIVE adopted children, a number which makes me weep with exhaustion vicariously.  Her honest answers gave me some great perspective at a time when I am struggling to figure out what open adoption will look like for our family.  My many thanks to Rebecca for being a great interviewee!


Can you briefly describe your family and your connection to open adoption?

Our family is created through adoption.  All five of our children are adopted.  I was in the delivery room (or OR) for the first four.  We met our youngest when he was a day and a half old at the hospital.  Our first adoption was “fully open” and that conditioned the way we thought about adoption for the ten years that we grew our family.  Open adoption is our “default.”  It feels like the way adoption is supposed to be – no secrets, open communication, on-going contact, through all the ups and downs of divorce, death, marriage, new children, health crises, celebrations, etc.

 

What does “open adoption” mean in your family?  Do you have different kinds of openness in the relationships you have with your children’s birth families?

I could write another book in answer to these questions, but I will restrain myself.   What open adoption means for us is full identifying information and ongoing contact over the years.  Yes, we have different levels of open relationships with each child’s family.  In my experience, the relationships that we do have are much like the relationships one has with members of one’s extended family.  Some are closer because you have more in common or it’s easier to communicate with particular people.  The goal of being in contact for the benefit of the child is the same, but the way it plays out has everything to do with the individuals involved.

I’ll give you some examples.  My oldest daughter’s birth mother, though younger than me, was already a mother to three daughters before our mutual daughter, Emily, was born.  From the beginning, she was more than the biological mother of our child.  She was our wise parenting teacher.  It felt like we were “equals” with different strengths that we brought to the relationship.  We trusted each other and depended on each other as “partners” in giving this child the life we both believed she deserved.  Over time, it has always felt like that.  We are each other’s “fan.”  Emily was the reason for our relationship, but I can’t imagine my life without her.

My second child’s birth mother was a teenager, and the ease of conversation did not come as quickly to me, though K.J.’s birth mother was completely trusting of our willingness and ability to take over as parents after she delivered the baby.  She was off to the county fair with her boyfriend, the birth father, shortly after the baby’s birth.  She was still a kid, doing kid things, and I was an older mother with a professional job.  But the great thing about open adoption is that EVERYBODY grows up.  Over time, I became a stay-at-home mom and she became a married woman with children, and the dynamics changed.

In short, our third child’s birth mother wanted an open adoption but has since faded from the scene.  She is a Facebook friend to our daughter and to me, but doesn’t have other contact.  However, Skye’s biological grandmother and other extended family ARE in an open relationship with us.

Our fourth child’s birth mother found us based on our openness, but has “disappeared.”  Our fifth child’s birth mother chose a closed adoption, but WE haven’t closed the door on finding her.  Both younger children want to connect with their birth parents.

One of the harder things about having different levels of openness in a family is how it affects the children.  They may become jealous or sad or angry because their relationships with birth family do not provide the same level of intimacy as relationships they see modeled by their siblings.  In working with adoptive parents over the years, I have encountered many who, in searching for a second child, intentionally tried to match the level of openness in the second adoption to the first because of these concerns.  In my experience, there is no guarantee that things will stay the same anyway.  Some relationships will grow and others will diminish depending on life’s circumstances.

 

We are in the early stages of getting to know our daughter’s birth family.  Can you give me any advice from your experience about how our relationships might evolve as we go forward?

There is no doubt that the relationships will change over time because circumstances will change.  The important thing is to keep your eye on the ball — which is to ask yourself: What is in the best interest of my child? Just the way you filter difficult information to a child based on his or her ability to comprehend it, age-appropriately, so the open relationship has to be monitored for safety and comprehension.

I’ll give you an example of where I screwed-up and lost sight of the ball.  When Skye was four, we became foster parents to her 3-year-old half-brother.  I told myself that I was doing this to “help” her birth mother stay in contact with her son and get him back.  In truth, I harbored secret thoughts that if she couldn’t get him back, we would be positioned to adopt him too.  Boy, did that backfire on me!  Skye’s birth mother felt that we were at odds with her because we were now part of “the system” that was preventing her from having her child.  The whole situation led to some painful encounters for both of us.  If I had really been thinking about Skye, I would have steered clear of the foster care system, been emotionally supportive of her birth mother, and let the chips fall where they may.  Because I chose a different path, Skye was exposed to more of her birth mother’s instability at a young age than was appropriate for her.  Skye is 14 now, and she is becoming mature enough to understand her birth mother’s “way of being.”  But I feel bad that I let my selfish desires get in the way of doing what was best for her.

I can almost guarantee that an on-going open relationship will not be smooth.  There will be highs and lows – both for you and for your child.  There will be disappointments.  And even great experiences have an underbelly reminder of “loss” built into them.  I think about my son, K.J., who is 15 now.  When we visit his birth family, he plays with three younger, full biological brothers.  They love him!  And he loves being the center of their attention.  It is joyful and a wonder to behold.  But both he and I recognize that he has lost the opportunity to be with them on a daily basis by virtue of adoption.  Would he have this joyful experience if he had not been placed for adoption?  It is doubtful.  He would have been the son of a 10th grade mother and high school dropout father with no resources to support him.  They might not have stayed together, married and had three more boys in later years.  Time passed.  They divorced.  Birth father remarried and had two other children, K.J.’s half-sisters.  Meanwhile, we (his adoptive parents) have been married for over 20 years.  But it takes the time and patience to work through the emotions and meaning of these experiences with birth family.  It’s much easier to be the infrequent guest and rock star than it is to live with siblings – biologically related or not – on a daily basis.

The times I worry the most are when one or more of my children do NOT speak of their birth families, and I don’t know what is going on inside their heads.  Just as you work at keeping the lines of communication open with birth family members, it’s important to keep the lines of communication open with your child and her feelings about these lost possibilities.  On the other hand, it is equally important to affirm the child’s positive connections to birth family.  Over time, you see personality traits, areas of interest, mannerisms, voice inflections – all kinds of things! – reflected by common genetics.  We acknowledge those as a way of saying: “We love who you are and don’t feel threatened by the fact that you are a member of that family too.  You can talk to us about all the feelings you are having without fear that we will reject them or you.”

 

Now that some of your children are teens/adults, have they chosen to have close relationships with their birth families?  How has their relationship affected your relationship with those birth parents?

I love watching my children begin to make decisions about what kind of relationships they want to have with their birth family members.  Since only one of our open relationships lives in Atlanta (where we live), Facebook has been an amazing facilitator of this process of the kids discerning who and how they want to be related.  My oldest, now 17, will comment to me about who is doing or saying what on Facebook.  She always has an opinion.  And she has the ability to decide how she wants to respond or IF she wants to respond.  I see her actively working at choosing who and what she wants to hold close versus the parts of her family – both adoptive and biological – that she wants to move away from.  She is in relationship with lots of different people, all related to her, but feels her own power to chose what is right for her.  She would not be in this position BUT FOR the open adoption she has known all of her life.  I am both proud of her and proud of us for choosing this route.

As the children become older in open adoption relationships, I find that I am gradually letting go to allow them more decision-making power about the direction and closeness of the relationships.  In the beginning, I orchestrated visits, sent pictures or emails, etc. on a “regular” basis.  We parents made it happen.  As they get older, we let them make more of the decisions about contact.  For example, Emily wanted birth family in Atlanta for her 16th birthday, and we facilitated that.  Right now, K.J. is trying to decide if he wants the same thing or something different for his 16th birthday.  We talk it through.  Since his family has more members and the relationships are more complicated, what makes sense?  With Skye, I still push the contact with her grandmother and relatives because she won’t initiate it.  With my 11-year-old, there has always been an interest in tracking down her birth mother, but I’ve had to weigh that against her birth mother’s decision to “hide” for reasons we do not understand and Journey’s strong desire to see her.

I often wonder what will happen after the children are grown, off to college, married, have children, and so forth.  Will I still be in relationship with their birth families?  I think so.  I think it is a little like marrying someone and inheriting all of his or her relatives.  I can imagine being at the birth of Emily’s first child with her birth mother on one side of her and me on the other.  What we will do with the dad, I don’t know!

 

What inspired you to write a book about your family?

With encouragement from friends, I began to believe we had a unique story to tell that might be useful to others.  Because we have different levels of openness in one family, and because ours is also a transracial family, the story has many dimensions and raises lots of interesting issues.  Also, because I am a feminist, I think I have a different voice to bring to the adoption community, which tends to be “pro-life” and more focused on the needs of adoptive parents.  I hope that, through my writing, I stood up for a woman’s right to choose and that I gave a compassionate voice to the first mothers I encountered along my journey.  I also wanted to use my story to raise money for some of the children who need it most.  The proceeds from the sale of my book support The Baobab Home, an orphanage in Tanzania.

 

Which do you like better, blogging or writing a book?

Interesting question.  I liked writing the book, in part, because I had a timetable for beginning and ending it.  Most things in my life are on going and messy.  It was great to “complete” something.  I started the blog, primarily, to advertise the book.  At first, I had no idea what to write and posted stories from the original manuscript for the book that had been edited out.  But, over time, I connected to others in the adoption community and to current issues that made writing the blog entries not so difficult.  I discovered I could get the same satisfaction from a blog entry well written as from the book, but in a much shorter amount of time.  So, in answer to your question, I liked writing the book when I was doing it.  But now I like writing the blog for similar reasons.

 

Do your children know about your blog?  Do they read it?

They do know about the blog.  This morning, when I was driving K.J. to school, I asked him if he had read it.  He chuckled, “No.”  Honestly, I don’t think they are very interested.  K.J. is the only one who has read the book from cover to cover!  My kids are so “over” their mother’s interest in adoption that it’s boring to them.  They look at my willingness to talk about adoption in all its variety the way they look at my willingness to talk about sex education all the time. They tell me on a regular basis: Stop!  Enough!

I imagine they will read it, or parts of it, eventually.  I do clear some of the more revealing pieces with the children who are written about.  For instance, I talk to Emily before I publish anything about her learning disabilities because – as I tell them over and over again: Anything you send out via text message, Facebook, email, and the like is OUT THERE for good.

The Heaviness (pt.4)

(Let’s just get this over with so I can move beyond this self-pitying navel gazing, ok?  Continuing from pt1, pt2, and pt3.)

Let’s be honest: I’m generally a slacker.  I am a huge proponent of satisficing.  I will do just enough work to get a satisfactory outcome, but not the extra work it takes to get a truly phenomenal outcome.

But this parenting gig, there is no satisficing…at least not for me.  This is the only job I really care that much about.  I want to be a good mother to my children.  But in the course of becoming the mother to these children (especially L), I have made choice after choice that will make being a good parent much, much harder.

Back in the olden days, I used to imagine it would be very complicated to be the mother M needed.  I worried about how we would balance being a Chinese and also a very American Family.  (I want to go back in time and smack myself for being such an overthinking freak…we were just fine.)

When we decided to adopt, it was at least partially because I felt we were willing and able to do the extra parenting work that adoption would require from us.  I look back now and I think I was stupid.  I had NO IDEA how much more work this would be.

If we had not adopted, I could have gotten away with half-assed Chinese classes and a few Chinese holidays each year for M. I could have patted myself on the back and felt smug in our multiculturalness.

If we had just adopted L and been happy like 99% of the families who have adopted from China, we could have gone to FCC meetings, half-assed Chinese classes, and felt totally competent in the amount of Chinese culture she gets by living with Mr. A.

But no.  Did we (I) do that? No.  I had to go out there and READ.  I read too much stuff about culture and language and birth parents.  And I can’t just READ things, I mindfuck them and the baseline for acceptableness goes higher.

So we searched…And here we are.

Where the fuck are we?

Instead of getting us closer to giving her these things, finding her birthfamily has only highlighted exactly how much she has lost and how very powerless I am to help her.

We are in a place where I can not be the parent she needs no matter how hard I try.  There is no way I can give L what she deserves and what I really want her to have.

I can not take away the losses and pain that adoption caused for her.

I can not make it better.

I can not give her back her family.

In trying to give her back her family, I may have complicated her life in ways I can’t even imagine.

I can not help her understand Chinese culture.

I can not even fucking manage to get her Chinese tutoring sorted out in a way that will give her hope of really learning Chinese so she can talk to her family.

My baby –this amazing kid who has already been through so much–will carry the heavy burden of my failures.

I am doing as much as I can, but it isn’t enough.

It will never be enough.

That breaks my heart

(and sometimes it even makes me cry).

On most days, I know they will be ok. I will pick myself up and get back to the business of doing the best I can.  I will do my best to be the mother my girls need while simultaneously disappointing and failing them every day of our lives together.

I only hope that they know I tried.  We are all muddling our way through, but  I am trying every fucking day to do the best for them.  Even when I can’t be enough, I am trying.