“When he came to us, his rap sheet was already long. His mother drank while pregnant and moved without him. We didn’t know how to help this broken little boy.”
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“When he came to us, his rap sheet was already long. His mother drank while pregnant and moved without him. We didn’t know how to help this broken little boy.”
“I ate, slept, and breathed getting pregnant. I tried every old wives’ tale and even drank a tonic from our local mystic store owner. I became consumed.”
“Because of the unique way you came into the world, you’ll be a very special person. You’ll be the exact baby we are supposed to have.”
“I walked up to the window and began to cry. I put my hands against the glass, and my birth mom, my sister, and my grandmother met them with their own. For the first time in my life, I touched people who shared my blood.”
“There was hair on my pillow, the fridge, the shower. Every time I caught my reflection, I could see more of my scalp. I avoided shiny surfaces so I didn’t have to see myself.”
“This wasn’t right. I was supposed to be blissfully loading my baby into the car, excited to get him home. Instead, my 5-pound baby, was to have eye surgery at 1 week old.”
“They pulled her out, and I was unfazed. ‘Do you want to hold her?’ I said no, shocked at my own response. I was so overwhelmed I just couldn’t bear the thought.”
“The next time your kid is behaving like an a-hole, get on their level.”
“It was painful. But the way his tiny fingers brushed my arm, fingers, and breasts while feeding made me never want to give it up.”
“‘You can take my hair, you can take my boobs, I just want to live.’ From the day of diagnosis, it was always clear. Alex was going to do everything and anything to not only fight for her own life, but to fight for TWO.”