I was adopted by my parents when I was only a few weeks old. I was born towards the end of March, and by the middle of April, I was home with them.
My parents, me as a baby, and the judge that finalized my adoption.
My parents never tried to hide the situation from me. I know it can be a tricky thing to explain to kids, but I remember being aware from a very young age of how I came to be part of my family. And while I am technically adopted, I’ve never thought of myself as anything other than my parents’ child. Continue reading »