*2 Moms

A friend sent this poem about the two mothers an adopted child knows:

ADOPTION

Once there were two women
who never knew each other.
One you do not remember
the other you call Mother.
One became your guiding star,
the other became your sun.
The first gave you life
and the second taught you to live in it.
The first gave you a need for love
and the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality,
the other gave you a name.
One gave you the seed of a talent
the other gave you an aim.
One gave you emotions,
the other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile,
the other dried your tears.
One gave you up-
it was all that she could do.
The other prayed for a child
and God led her straight to you.
And now you ask me through your tears,
the age old questions through the years,
Heredity or Environment-
which are you the product of?
Neither my darling- neither
just two different kinds of love.
-anonymous

I will never fully understand what Liv will feel when she thinks about her birth mother. Will she feel love and appreciation for the opportunity her birth mother gave her? Will she feel confusion? Bitterness? Anger? Will she feel abandoned? Will she have empathy for her birth mother, knowing the hard life she faced, the lack of money to provide for this little one she obviously loved?

Lord, help me create a secure, loving, gracious environment for Liv to grow up in - knowing she is valuable and loved no matter what she does, knowing we will never leave her. Help us have a close relationship where she feel comfortable to share her struggles. Help me know how to respond and encourage.


Liv got some new clothes at last week's 25 cent sale. Even if some of these are too small for her, we can donate them to the orphanage for other children to enjoy.