Selected Not Expected!

November is National Adoption Awareness Month 

Let’s go back to the beginning…shall we?

My birth announcement read, “I Was Selected Not Expected!” I always knew I was adopted and though I didn’t come from my Mom’s belly that I was special, loved and wanted. Don’t you see my Mom’s smile (…peep the fro) the day my parents brought me home from the adoption agency?! Yep, I’m the little bundle she is holding.

Each year, November is recognized as National Adoption Awareness Month. While all adoption-related issues are important, my particular focus of this month is the adoption of the long forgotten black/brown babies currently in foster care. People would rather go to China or Russia to adopt then to adopt a black/brown child.

Over the next month, I will share my unsolicited 46 cents on my experience with adoption and hope to inspire anyone looking to adopt to consider a beautiful brown baby girl or boy.

My story is unique in that I was adopted before I was born, found my biological family when I was 18 years old, lost contact for 23 years and re-connected in 2012.