Your life will never be the same. Hallelujah. Your life will never be the same.
My daughter was nine years old the first time I laid eyes on her.
It’s National Adoption Awareness Month, and it’s something close to our hearts at Mamalode.
There comes the time in the life of every mother, when we suddenly realize we are mothers.
You were my son’s first mother. You were the one who conceived, carried, and gave birth to him across the world.
We celebrate the days the waiting stopped.
As an adoptive parent, I get asked lots of questions about the process and how I feel about my adopted children from family, friends and strangers.
The theology of adoption has a thick ribbon of rescue running through it.
“What is the name of my real mother?” When I heard these words, my stomach sank a bit.
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