We are a family of three. We came together through domestic infant adoption, when Sam, my oldest was one day old, six years ago. We have an open adoption with his birth mother, Tea, a pseudonym. She is African American. So is he. I am white.
We also came together through known donor assisted conception. The donor I chose was African American- he looked like Sam as a child. Marcel is biracial and was conceived on the first try.
Soon after I gave birth I remember thinking how proud the birth mother would be of how much weight Marcel was gaining. Then I remembered that I was the birth mother.
I chose to bring both of my children into my life as a single parent. Our family and friendship support network is invincible and omni-present. My oldest brother, referred to here as Uncle, lives upstairs from us now (as of 8/2010) in the second apartment in my three family home.
This blog is devoted to issues of transracial adoptive families, multi racial families by birth and adoption, donor relationships, single parenting, racial awareness, story telling, self observation and how all of these become part of the writing life.
I write about our bravos and our blunders believing that they might serve some greater purpose then just me banging my head against the wall saying, what were you thinking?!