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I was volunteering in an orphanage (we adopted from Russia) and simply fell head over heels for one of the babies. Hadn't thought about it before, was definitely not part of the plans my then fiancé and I had talked about but when it happened out of the blue and so completely we just knew it was the only thing we wanted to do.
We felt we had such a lot of joy in our lives that it would be good to share that with children who perhaps didn't; I never felt an overwhelming need to be a biological parent.
"Stop it, Daddy" was the cry. When she first told me she didn't love me, I said it was ok, I loved her and always would. But it became a more frequent song, culminating in a frighteningly earnest, "Is it ok if I don't love you, Daddy?"
I know this isn’t exactly earth shattering… I just need to share it with someone…
The following is a list of things that have made my 3 year old inconsolable today.
We know they are happy, we know they have attached, we know they feel like we are a family. Yet regardless of all that we also know that our son's lives to date have taught them that nothing is for sure and that families are not permanent.