Apparently, a two week old baby with my son’s syndrome was put up for adoption. Our syndrome society put a message on Facebook asking if anyone was interested in adopting. There were several enthusiastic yeses from parents who already have a disabled child, including one from a couple whose daughter had died of complications from the syndrome.
This made me happy. People can be lovely. I thought I’d share.
Oh, stop! You’re killing me. I already want to adopt a child with a disability, don’t tell me about it *now*!
Is the baby a boy or a girl?
I know, right? I simply told my husband, “Apparently, there’s a kid with Ridiculously Rare Syndrome up for adoption.” That’s all I said, but he knew enough to say, “No way.”
I actually don’t know the sex (maybe we need some cupcakes?), or any details except two weeks old and has the syndrome.
Fortunately, I no longer have a husband to say no, yay!! Unfortunately, I may end up with more kids than I need.
Being a single mom will likely make it exponentially more difficult (if not impossible) to adopt anyway :(. But if I adopted I would miss out on being pregnant, which I loved. Ugh, tough choice.
It’s probably best I don’t know any more details about the baby. I would just fall in love.
I didn’t realize you were a single mom. I wonder if being willing to take on a disabled kid would help….
I also loved being preggers. But by kid 3, I might have had enough getting up 6 million times a night to pee. I’m also finding it nice to pop a couple of excedrin when I have a headache.
Getting up at night to pee didn’t bother me. Getting up at night to breastfeed, change diapers, etc. was difficult. Junior has never been a fan of sleep, which made going to work the next day miserable and a vacation.
Beautiful. Thank you for sharing this.