I think about adoption all the time. What right did I have to bring a baby into this world when there are so many already here that nobody wants. Can you imagine that? Babies that nobody cares for. Babies that nobody loves. Perfectly good babies.
It's probably unfair for me to voice an opinion on this, but I think having "one of your own" is overrated. That's easy for me to say since I already have Evangeline.
Despite my guilt for not adopting I know we'll have another one. Adam longs for a boy. A son to carry on his name, his bloodline.
I am impressed by her determination to procreate. I say a little prayer for her every time I think about her struggle to get pregnant.
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