Imagine standing at a fork in the road.  Each road will lead you to a fantastic destination, better than you could ever imagine.  As you look down each path, you realize they are full of uncertainties and obstacles.  One road has treacherous mountain terrains that you must pass to get to a beautiful valley full of lush green plants.  One has scorching hot deserts with the promise of the sparkling pools of a gorgeous oasis on the other side. It is difficult to decide.

The roads present obstacles both physical and mental that you may not be sure you can handle. This is what it is like when the initial decision to adopt has been made.  Then the big question, international or domestic?  Each one has difficulties, each one has uncertainties, each one has the promise of a beautiful child on the other side.  Once that decision is made, a whole bunch of small paths reach out from there. Those that choose international will have to decide on the country and an agency.  Domestic will have to decide private or foster, agency or lawyer.  Again each one presents challenges that adoptive parents will have to face before that sweet moment when they have their child in their hands.  Each one of us had to stand at that fork and make decisions that changed our lives.  We wanted to share a little bit about those decisions and how our adoptions are going today.

Each of us answered the following two questions;

1. What type of Adoption do you have and why did you choose it?
2. At what age did your son/daughter join your family and how long have they been with you? How has your adoption and your family evolved since bringing your child home?

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1. When starting to research adoption, I looked up foster-adoption, embryo, domestic infant and international adoption. We really looked into the Ethiopia program, but at the time we were researching changes were being made in that country, and we got nervous about the idea of starting the process with a country that ended up closing their adoption program to the US. We also knew that we wanted to experience bringing home a newborn if at all possible, since infertility already left us without the experience of pregnancy and giving birth. So, with these two reasons guiding our decision we chose domestic infant adoption.

We also chose open adoption because, in our research, it seemed like the best choice for the child when possible. Our agency also gave us a lot of training and really promoted open adoption. We knew that if there was a situation that would put our child in danger or a situation with an emotionally unhealthy birthparent that we would not keep an adoption open, but we wanted to have as open of an adoption as the birthparents wanted to have. We were open to a whole spectrum of openness, whether that meant regular visits or sending occasional photos and updates.

2. We brought Little Piñata home from the hospital when he was just 2 days old! We didn’t meet him and his birthmother until he was a day old, but brought him home the next day, so I can assure you that those 36 hours were quite a whirlwind.

When we first brought him home, we emailed with his birthmother at least every other day. It felt very strange to me as I wasn’t that confident in my role as his mom yet, and I was just getting into the routine of having a baby in our house! But, from our adoption training (and a few necessary conversations with our social worker) I realized it was best for everyone to keep her informed, especially since she wanted to be! She had carried him for 9 months and then it seemed like he just disappeared! Those regular email updates about how he was eating, doctor’s visits, etc. were very reassuring to her that we weren’t taking him away from her forever and that we WANTED her to be in his life.

From there communication has slowly gotten farther and farther apart so that I now send photos and an update about once a month. When Little P was one month old we started including his birthfather on the regular updates as well, so we have open communication with both birthparents. It’s such a blessing to be able to ask questions like, “Does anyone in your family have an egg allergy?” or “Is anyone in your family VERY sensitive to bug bites?”

Last Christmas we got to meet Little P’s birthfather and had a little Christmas celebration with all 5 of us! We have met with his birthmother 5 times since we brought him home and we love these visits! We truly have a lot in common with her besides Little P so there’s always a lot to talk about. We wish we met up with her more often, but unfortunately, we all have very busy schedules and it’s hard for them to coincide very well.

We hope to continue our open adoption as Little Piñata grows up. We want to maintain contact so he feels that he can ask them questions and know and understand where he is from. We know that not every adoption is like ours, and that this kind of relationship is not possible and even not recommended in many situations, but we’re very grateful for the relationships we’ve been blessed to have.

“Why Korea?” is a question I’m asked often. I wrote a post about this last year as part of my introduction. (You can find it here.) But I’ll give you the Cliffs Notes version for now…

When we started our first adoption process, we looked at domestic as well as international. And… the domestic adoption just didn’t feel like the right fit. We didn’t have the strong desire to bring home a teeny, tiny infant. We didn’t love the idea of having no timeline what-so-ever. We didn’t want to foster parent. We really loved to travel, and explore other countries… which very quickly brought us to international adoption.

Once we settled on International, we had to wade through all the different country options. We started by eliminating the countries that weren’t as appealing to us for one reason or another. Some of the reasons were practical while some were emotional. As we discussed the options and all the pros and cons of each program, my husband and I kept coming back to three Asian countries: China, Korea, and Vietnam. In the end, we chose to pursue the Korea program. Ironically, after all of our deliberation and all our research, in many ways came down to us both just agreeing that “this feels like the right thing.” Sometimes you have to just follow your instincts, I guess.

Mini Michelangelo came home with us at 9 months, two weeks… and somehow, four and a half years have flown by since then! It’s hard to articulate how deeply our family has altered and evolved because of him. He’s made me a better person. He’s made my husband a better person. Our family is a stronger unit because of him. He’s so completely different from us in personality… but also the perfect fit. I roll with more punches, I’m more outgoing, I savor the little things more. All because of him. And while he’s so completely different from us in some ways… he’s also totally “my kid.” Time and time again, people laugh out loud at how similar we can be. He wasn’t made by our family… but he’s 100% made FOR our family. Amazing how it all works out just as it should, no?!

We don’t know who Mini’s birthparents are. We have a sheet of information on them… but no identifying information. We know some details about what they look like and their personality, we know a little family history, and we have an idea of what brought them to choose adoption for their son. But it’s not much. And I don’t know that I can express how difficult that is. So, obviously, there isn’t any birth parent contact for us. We do send update letters and photos on a pretty regular basis to the Korean agency. There, they are placed in a folder that the birth mother can access if she so chooses. We will not know if that has happened until Mini reaches an age where he can request that information… Until then, we do our best to hypothesize with our son on a level that he can understand about his birth parents.

While Mini has always been aware that “he was born in Korea” and that “he was adopted” on various levels of comprehension, this second process has heightened his understanding even more. Now he’s living the wait, experiencing the excitement (and, at times, frustration), and having to explain on some level to friends and teachers that he has a brother… just not here. He first asked about the “mommy he grew in” at three, but now he asks deeper questions that allude to the fact that—on some level—he understands that there are a lot of feelings and emotions and choices that go into adoption. And he has his fair share too! From sadness to joy with even a little anger mixed in. But mostly (thank goodness) he’s positive and proud of his personal journey *and* his little brother’s journey to us. We think that a lot more of this will click into place when we travel to Korea for court and then again to bring home his sibling. He’ll see the nursery where he lived. He’ll hopefully see his foster parents. He’ll see his Korean social worker. Instead of hearing his story from our mouths, he’ll walk through it. But for now, he’s building a repertoire of questions, and things he wants to see while we are there.

Through all of this, we see the wheels turning in his head. We see him finding the words to explain “little brother’s” story, but at the same time… his own personal narrative. We see him work through some good “aha!” moments and some bad “aha!” moments. But at the end of the day… he’s also just a kiddo preparing for a little sibling. Ready to impart his worldly knowledge while protecting “the good toys.”

We have a semi-closed (or semi-open if you’re a glass half full person) domestic infant adoption. All decisions on open, closed, semi-closed were left to Isaiah’s birth mom. Originally she wanted completely closed, but we got to know each other pretty well and by the time she was ready to deliver, and she decided she wanted to have pictures of Isaiah every so often. I mail pictures to her every three months.

Isaiah’s birth mom grew up in foster care and didn’t meet her own mother until much later in life. When she was insisting that we have a closed adoption, her reasoning was that she wanted us to be Isaiah’s only parents while he’s young, but if he wants to connect with her when he’s in his late teens, she is fine with that.

Isaiah joined our family at birth. Mr. Polish and I were in the room when he made his entrance into this world, and Mr. Polish was allowed to cut the cord (he said it was like cutting raw chicken). Twenty four hours after his birth, his birth mom signed the papers that terminated her rights and gave us ours.

Adoption has evolved in our family since bringing Isaiah home in a way that it isn’t a scary unknown thing anymore. Everything is tricky the first time you do it, but now adoption is the norm for us. We will adopt again because every moment of uncertainty and anxiety was so worth our son. I often forget that he’s adopted, because it just isn’t a thing. He’s one of us and we’re family.

Given mine and Mr. Cowboy’s Korean heritage, we knew we wanted to adopt internationally from Korea. We are already connected to the culture and language and felt that we could naturally integrate a Korean child’s birth culture into our family. Plus, we knew that our extended family could help with this. It just felt like a natural fit to our already Korean-American family.

We received Lil’ CB’s referral (his pictures and profile) when he was 5.5 months old. Ten months later, we traveled to Korea to bring him home. He was 15 months old. In Korea, children live with (amazing and loving) foster families until they are able to go home with their adoptive family. Lil’ CB’s foster mother was wonderful about showing him our pictures and talking with him about how we would be his “umma” and “appa” (mommy and daddy). When we met him, Lil’ CB understood (as much as he could at 15 months) that we were going to be his umma and appa and he transitioned incredibly well.

We have always talked openly with Lil’ CB about his story and keep in touch with his foster family. At 4, he hasn’t yet asked any really difficult questions nor has he expressed any big emotions over his story, but if and when that comes, I think and hope he’ll know we are always here to talk with him and just be with him.

Really, we are just so blessed to be able to be with him everyday…

We chose domestic infant adoption. This wasn’t the direction we were going to originally go in, but we explored all of our options before deciding for sure. You can review our thought process through my blog posts on the subject here and here that I did way back in the infancy of Hellobee!

The short version is that we initially thought we would do an international adoption and Ethiopia was high on our list, but it was a time of turmoil in the Ethiopia program and that caused us to take a deeper look. After examining all the possibilities, we realized that having contact with the birth family was an important factor in our decision. We wanted Jack Jack to have as much contact as possible with her heritage and birth family, which we thought would help demystify adoption for her and create a very grounded sense of self. Mystery tends to lead to romanticizing a situation, especially for a young child. Instead, we wanted her to know and love all of her family for their unique contributions to her life.

We were matched with her just about a month before she was born and we were with her from the very moment of her birth! We were able to stay in the hospital with her and spent those two days loving on her and her birth family and taking photos for posterity. She came home with us as soon as her birth mama was released from the hospital at 2 days of life.

Those early days are a blur, but I remember desperately trying to guard my heart in case of any hitches in the placement. I wish I hadn’t necessarily done that, because I do think it had an impact on early bonding… but all those walls came tumbling down pretty quickly. There is no way to be with our little Jack Jack and not completely be head over heels for her. She is the most loving and thoughtful child and possesses an emotional intelligence that others could only hope to have. What is different with respect to bonding with her and her sister is that my relationship with her is ever-deepening and she sometimes surprises me with traits (like her very silly sense of humor or her incredible ability to dance) that I wouldn’t have anticipated. That element of surprise and delight has really made us savor every moment with her and be open to all the possibilities available to her, because you just never know! I wish I had a little more of that with Little Jacks, instead of so often categorizing, “Oh, that’s like you” or “She gets that from me.” For that reason, this experience has been such a gift and made me a better parent to both my girls!

We chose to pursue a domestic infant adoption. While struggling with infertility, I knew that I wanted to adopt but I didn’t want to miss out on the newborn or young baby phase. This meant we would need to stay domestic. We decided to go with a full service agency because we wanted everything to be done by the same people. We felt like the process would be easier if we had the protection and friendship of the social workers at an agency.

As we were going through our training, we learned about open adoptions. Our agency had a minimum requirement for all adoptive families. We were required to send pictures and a letter through the agency. Then any other contact would be decided between the adoptive family and the birth family. We felt fairly comfortable with that. In our situation with a contested adoption, we were forced into regular visits with both the birth mother and birth father. They are not together so they receive their own visits. This has changed the way we thought our family would handle our son’s adoption.

We brought him home at 4 days old. We were able to bring him home from the hospital once his birth mother was released. It took 3 days short of a year for us to finalize his adoption. He is about to turn five now. We have always been very open with him about his adoption, but lately he has been asking a lot more questions. Because we have court ordered visits, I think it brings up a lot of questions for him that might not come up with other adopted kids. I have tried to embrace these visits, but I honestly have a very difficult time. If we hadn’t been through the ringer with the contested adoption, I probably wouldn’t feel the way I do. Right now I still have a very difficult time getting over the trauma and hurt of that year.

For now I just wait for him to ask a question and then I give him a simple and age appropriate answer. He has asked me things like, “why was I not in your tummy?” “Why did you look for me?” “Were you sad when there was no baby in your tummy?” He is a very perceptive little guy and I have a feeling it will be very soon that we really have to get into some detail for him. I’m just not sure when.