- We have the right to dignity and respect.
- We have the right to know if our surrendered child is alive and well.
- We have the right to possess, surrender, relinquishment, consent to adopt, termination of parental rights and hospital records pertaining to ourselves and our child.
- We have the right and obligation to provide full knowledge to our child of their origins, ethnic and religious backgrounds, their original name and any pertinent medical and social details.
Last week, we all gathered in the conference room with whispered excitement. Sue’s husband and grandchildren were on the far side of the room. There was a hurried announcement of,” She’s coming!” And when the door swung open we all shouted, “Surprise!”
Sue laughed, sighed, and put her notary stamp away. We had gotten her good.
A few weeks ago, Heart of Adoptions was able to place a Safe Haven baby for adoption. The laws of Safe Haven are in place to provide new parents who cannot care for their child a safe way for them to surrender her newborn. Safe Haven is just that, a safe place, literally, figuratively, and legally.
A few weeks ago a mother made use of this protection and surrendered her little one to a Safe Haven.
Florida is hot. Just. So. Hot.
To beat the heat several of the theaters offer free summer kids movies. They are usually a few years old. But they provide a huge screen experience and all the air-conditioned fun you can handle for 2 ½ hours.
Last week my kiddo and I went to one of our favorite movie, Kung Fu Panda 3. It’s a favorite for a lot of reasons. The animation is beautiful. It’s funny and full of really cute pandas. But it’s one of my favorites because it such a great adoption movie.
My dad taught me an insatiable love of the outdoors, including fishing and boating. I'm proud that as a grandmother of four at the ripe old age of 60+ I still have my boating license. I tease my husband, who I met at the age of 17, that he hit the jackpot by marrying a girl who already owned a boat! There are few things better than being out on the water.
Nearly every Saturday morning at the first hint of dawn, and for the better part of five years, my dad and I would load a johnboat into the Everglades in proverbial hunt of largemouth bass.
Children drop into your life. Not on top but in.
There was a game I used to play as a kid. It was called Perfection. There were pieces in different shapes and a board with the corresponding shapes. You would push the board down, then you had to get all the pieces in before time ran out. When time ran out the board popped and all the pieces would scatter.
I kind of hated this game. It ticked like a bomb, and then it would pop with an unnecessarily loud noise. Anything short of perfection was failure, and I think this game gave me a complex.
As I reflect on our recent annual adoption picnic and all that it means to me, I am flooded with an immense sense of gratitude to be able to practice adoption law.
When people realize that I solely handle adoptions, I am often met with responses like, “You get to practice the happy law.” And while a law practice centered around building families is the most rewarding career I can think of, it does not come without the sacrifice made by these courageous birth mothers.
Mother’s Day weekend is kind of our Super Bowl weekend. (National Adoption Month is our Christmas.) Motherhood is woven into the fiber of what we do.
For Mother’s Day, I asked our social media followers and staff to send us the pictures the most typified motherhood to them.
We received the most fantastic pictures. There were pictures of tearful first hellos, candid moments of laughter and snuggles, generational pictures, with moms, grandmas, kids and grandkids, and there were also honest pictures of messes and boo boos.