I’ve been thinking about writing this post for awhile now, but just keep putting it off. It’s MY PERSONAL OPINION, so I’m sure some of you will disagree with me, which is ok!
A lot of people always ask about Annie Rice’s birth mom and how we feel about her...are we scared she will find us one day, etc.
We hear on a daily basis, “I can’t understand how someone could give their child up.” To be honest, I can’t either BUT BUT BUT I’m so thankful there are women out there that do. Birth moms think LONG AND HARD about their decision, which most of the time isn’t recognized. It’s not an easy decision, but from our experience we have seen just how much thought goes into it. They are doing the best thing possible for that child by giving it up if they don’t think they can raise it, instead of the alternative which is abortion. Kaz and I prayed every single day for our birth mom. We love her more than words can describe. She gave us a gift so precious that a million thank you’s would never be good enough. While it wasn’t an easy decision for her, I’m so thankful and proud of her for making that decision despite any negative pressure from friends or family. She did what was right for her, and in the end will be a blessing every single day for us and so many other people. We love her so much. Does the fear that she may find us one day scare us? Not one bit. I can honestly say that. I trust her and to be honest, if she wanted to find us today she could. With the internet and technology today, that’s unavoidable. I think that fear alone stops so many people from considering adoption. Kaz and I have said from day 1, that Annie Rice will always know she was adopted. She will know about her birth mom and birthfather. She will see pictures of them, and if the Lord allows she will meet her mom. I never want to hide this from her. It has been a huge part of our life...one with many struggles, hardships, joy, sorrow, and more happiness than I can ever explain. It is a testimony of our faith and I pray one day it’s the same for her.
I know that her decision will probably be an everyday struggle...one that I can’t understand. The day that we got Annie Rice, I experienced another level of emotions seeing her birth mom’s hurt. There’s not a day that I lay Annie Rice down for bed that I don’t think of this sweet woman. I pray for her daily, and am forever thankful for her and the decision she made. Without her, I wouldn’t have my precious Annie Rice.