Rebecca - posted on 02/17/2009 ( 6 moms have responded )
I have a beautiful little girl who is 3 1/2 years old. She has an older brother that she may or may not meet someday. He is almost 7 1/2.
After some unfortunate events, the state became involved in my life with my son. They made me go through a million things it seemed. I kept doing all that they asked, and I bettered myself and my situation day after day. I lost custody when he was 18 months old. Six months later, on his second birthday, I had a visitation with him. We finger painted, make cookies, and played. When I asked him to come to mommy, he looked around the room for his foster mother, and asked where she was. It was that moment that I knew that, even though I gave birth to him, he was no longer my child. I called my case worker 2 days later, after serious soul-searching, and told her that I wanted to voluntarily give my rights up, and to agree for the foster family to adopt him. He was thriving with them, and I was still struggling. I had made a ton of progress, but there was a long way to go yet, It was a closed adoption because of the circumstances. I wonder every day how he is doing. I haven't seen him in over 5 years, but I still celebrate his birthday and I still get him a card for Christmas. I have no idea if I will see him again, but I have cards to give him if that day ever comes.