My bff located her birthmother at 37. She was adopted at a time when feelings about adoption were different and sixteen year old birthmom had no real choice and never told anyone she had another child after she married. It was a festering hurt.
My friend needed to know to make her life complete. She did not have expectations but felt a decision had been made at birth without her input, and that adoption affected her more than she could stand.
"i look in the mirror and I see a stranger."
She searched for herself, she is the kindest person and thought aboit it long and hard including what her parents would think, although her life had not been great and Mom was an alcoholic. She loved her parents though. But she was afraid to tell her parents she was searching. She did it on her own. Later she found out all three of her sibs had searched and one had found her birth mother had died. That fueled my friend on. She wanted to meet the woman who gave her birth.
In the end, all four of these kids (her three siblings) who were adopted found their birthfamilies even though they did not have names or the internet. There were and probably still are professionals out there who will search with you. Friend had three kids herself by now. She wanted to know why she and they had blond hair, her very special talents, she wanted to answer the questions her children asked her. It was not about her only. She cared about being gentle. But she was going to do it. I only know HER story so I will tell it. I asked her permission first. Some details are changed.
The adoption finder person looked everywhere including
Luthersn Child Services who did the adoption.The name and address were found, not hard. My friend told me she was shaking and crying as she died the phone. She called her birthmom and asked for P. P. Came to the phone. She said "P, I am Chelsy your daughter." Her birthmother had named her Chelsy. Her name had been change. P. cried out and said "Go away. Nobody knows about you." But she did take her phone number. Then she hu g up. Chelsy cried, thi ki g this was the rejection she had feared. And at times this can happen. I dont thi k it is often though.
P. Shocked Chelsy and called the next day, calm. She had told her family and they supported her. She ecxplained in tears if she had known she would have met her amazing husband three years later she never would have adopted her out, that she thought of her every day and wanted to meet her with all the kids and her long term psychiatrist.
From the beginning P's husband, who was not DNA related to Chelsy, was the one who kept everyone together and loved and accepted Chelsy. But it wasnt easy at first. Oldest daughter, no longer oldest, threw a fit. BirthMother felt distraught and guilty and conflicted and the love/ hate went on for several months. I listened to BFF so many hours and it made her feel unwanted again ans like sbe should not have interfered. It was hell at that time probably for all.
The adoptive mother was shut down about it. She was shy and didnt want to meet birthmom. When they did, it was awkward. Both families stayed to themselves and my friend was sad that her mother couldnt accept it and yes the guilt popped up again. So she stopped talking about birth family to her mom and dad and they never brought it up.
A year later and years beyond, things had settled. Chelsy knew all about her DNA past and had developed a true love relationship with her birth family, even learning to get along with the one offended sister. She was one of their family. Honestly, step dad was her favorite and most beloved. A step father, a second mom, two new sisters and a brother and their children. The relationship bloomed. Soon she was invited to all affairs. This family, I may add, was a good family. No drugs. Prosperous. Kind to one another. Supportive. No crazy. So maybe that is why it ended well. My friend, who had had to raise herself a lot since her mom was alcoholic, was the most independent and self sufficiend one in her birth family. The others depended very much on one another.
Decades later the wonderful step father has passed. Birthmom is in assisted living, grieving. Chelsy to her is her daughter. No question about it to birthmom. And to Chelsy...she feels she has two moms. Chelsy is equally represented in the birthfsmily will and they have money! Chelsys youngest daughter named her first baby girl after this grandmother. Adopted parents are deceased and were a part of Chelsys life the whole time. They nevern spoke about the other family after the meeting. They didnt want to. But they were loved. Everyone was there when Dad passed away. But the grandkids were closer to the birth family, partly because they are fun and vivacuous and adoptive parents were rigid and quiet. Not bad people. But not fun for younger people. But they were treated well.
I offer this story as one of millions. I do know that P. would have felt cheated if she hadnt known Chelsy and her kids and has said so. Often. Yet she had wanted a closed adoption because it was so shameful at that time in history to give a child away. Today? Not so much.
Every adopted child has to do what is best for them. And they will. When you make any decision that affects the life of somebody else, infant or otherwise, likely you will meet the person whose life you impacted. Its a chance you take. It doesnt always happen that the person comes back, of course. But its common. More now than ever.
Neither my dear friend, who is now 62, or her birthmother who is in her 70s thought putting their names on a registry would do any good so they didnt. But they met and loved. Do all adopted kids search? I dont know the percentage. I do know if I had been adopted I would have been too curious not to search, even knowing that I could be rejected, always a possibility. But I would have looked. In fact my family was so mean to me, I often dreamed about being adopted!
The fact is, if you are an adoptee, even from another country, you can find your DNA today. Many are afraid that they wont be welcome so they wait until they have the guts. Thats why many dont just jump in there on FB. They may follow for years but be afraid to intrude for reasons discussed by OTE. Its not as easy as just saying "Hi. Guess what? I am your birtotjer who gave you up!" Or "Hi I am the son you didnt raise."
It doesnt mean they arent interested in connecting. Its a hard step to take with a possible devestating rejection.
Anyway, that is my friends story. You cant in my opinion not search just because it may be hard or may impact the woman who decided not to raise you. Most know that one day they will have to explain, especially in more modern times. Many adoptees have to know for their mental health. I understand. I support them. And, yes, maybe it will be hard. Many things in life are hard. including having no idea who you look like, got your talents from, your natuonality and why your birthmother didnt raise you. It is a huge rejection to adopted kids. They have a right to ask the woman who gave them away why they did it.
My adopted kids ALL wanted to know "why didnt she want me?"
50 percent I believe (you may look it up for clarity) of kids seeing therapists are adopted. The rejection is a big reason. Adoption is itself different and difficult. I believe usually the birthmom suffers too wondering what happened to her baby, whether she was a fit mother or not.
I dont think they should have to suffer. In the end each child makes the decision. OTE, you and me will not be in control of it. Just another thing out of our hands. He will find her name and her if he is determined. His own history wont stop him. He will do what he feels he must.
Jmo