All Adoptees How many out there were adopted, and other things about it...?

Rebecca

I love this question!

My biological mother put me up for adoption when she was 14(14! Isn't that insane?!). I cared for by a foster mother named Tracey for a few months. Tracey went to church one Sunday and a woman saw me, and to this day she says when she saw me she felt like I needed to be a part of her family. She went to her husband and he held me and said the same thing. I was adopted as the SIXTH child into a white family. I'm mixed, half black/white. Because of the change of skin color...finding out I was adopted wasn't the biggest surprise, lol. I kind of knew all along, I just didn't know exactly what it was called until I was about 13 or 14. I started asking questions and I think that was the only time I was a little sad about it. At the moment it felt like I was thrown away and unwanted...that lasted for all of 15 minutes until my mom comforted me and reminded me how amazing my family is.
I never really had a lot of black friends and when people meet me, they kind of expect me to be...ghetto or something...I almost feel dumb when I talk to black people because half the time I don't know what the hell they are talking about.
Anyway, I never really spent a lot of time thinking about it much. I didn't ever know my biological father's name, but I knew my biological mother's name. I put it into searches all the time. MySpace, Google, Facebook, random people searches...but I didn't know I was misspelling her last name until recently. I found her on MySpace. The only reason I knew it was her for sure, was because in her Who I'd like to meet section, it reads:
The girl I gave birth to, so she can meet my Mother and the rest of my family they are a great group of people! July 24th 1985 at Memorial Hospital in the late afternoon.

That's my birthday. That's my hospital(...I didn't know about the afternoon part, but cool). I was very overwhelmed when I read that. I instantly started crying. It was a lot to take in. I mean, what you don't know you can make mean anything. When I didn't know who she was, of course I wanted to think she was a good person, who I could look up to and was healthy. But then I see this woman, and immediately think...maybe it would've been better if I was oblivious. I stewed on it after a few weeks. I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't know if I wanted to send her a message to initiate our relationship, or keep it to myself and live how I always have. I ended up feeling horrible because she obviously wanted to meet me, otherwise she wouldn't have had that on her MySpace. I sent her a message on Facebook and she replied to me saying she knew I was hers without a doubt. Then she went into a long detailed message about what happened, how old she is, how old she was when she had me. She turned 15 two days before I was born. From what I can tell, she's had quite a hard life. She never had any other children and as a result of that, I think she never really had to grow up. She's still very immature and a little weird, but I can tell that she is a good person. She's been through a lot and she's trying to make herself an even better person. She told me all of the medical issues that run through my blood...I wasn't too excited the hear about that extensive list. She told me she didn't know who my birth father is at all. So, for all I know he could be anyone. After meeting her it made me feel so much more grateful for my family. They are such amazing people. I never go a day without talking to or seeing at least one. I love them so much and I know they love me. I'm glad I contacted my biological mother, especially with the full support of my family. She is very happy to know that she is a grandmother to my 13 month old son.

All in all, I think I am extremely lucky to have had such a fantastic experience growing up.

7rin

Abandoned to adoption at 7mths old. I didn't have a bad adoption - my afamily are the best I could ever have chosen... but if I'd been able to choose, and I'd known then what I know now, I'd've chosen to be aborted before birth instead, 'cause at least that way the lifetime of agony I've gone through would've been over in minutes, instead of the decades that I've been suffering for now.

Been in reunion six months(ish), and even that's agonising.

PipPip

adopted as an infant. I dont know anything about my biological family. I am the middle child in my family, my older sister is also adopted our brother is my parents biological son. my sister is in reunion with her biological family but I am not.

My birth was adopted at birth. He was the youngest of 7 children of a couple had. They didn't feel they could afford another one. A sister was also adopted at birth about a year after him from a different family. She died from cancer at age 8. My brother seemed to have no problems with being adopted. He had no desire to seek out his birth family or the 6 siblings he knew he had. He said if they wanted to meet him, he would probably allow that. He considered himself part of this family and not his birth. Growing up on farm, we saw how our old sheep dog nursed baby pigs whose mother wouldn't care for them along with her own puppies. Chickens who would raise baby ducks. He thought adoption was a great thing and was supportive of me when I adoptive my children. He was adopted right out of the hospital, he was 3 days old. He went on to have 2 children and then adopt 2 children of his second wife.

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