
Adoption touched my own life. In 1985, at the age of 27, I got pregnant. I grew up in a large family which was very abusive, and I knew at a very young age I did not want to be a mother. During my pregnancy I discovered that the decision I'd made years earlier was still true for me. My family did not support me. They gave me so much grief, and would not accept my situation. The Church did not accept me, and chose to punish me for my deeds, even though I'd planned to do the "right" thing by giving my baby life and surrendering her for adoption. Many adoption agencies and "professionals" teated me poorly as well, looking at me as a source of revenue rather than as a human being about to make the most difficult decision ever. And yet, through it all, my darling unborn child gave me the strength and support I needed to face the hell I went through, and to be strong until the end.
On December 31, 1985 I gave birth
to a healthy, lively girl. Seven pounds, 12 ounces, 21 inches
long, auburn hair and deep blue eyes. I named her Angelica, because
she is and always will be my angel. On March 6, 1986, I signed
papers relinquishing my rights to my daughter, permitting another
family to raise as their own. This whole episode of my life is still so painful to talk about and deal with. There are many friends who still do not know I have a daughter. Even though my situation is the very best - more than even I could have hoped for - it still requires a great deal of courage to face. I am working to make adoption less mysterious and more accepted in our society. I also hope to live to see the day birth mothers are less reviled, and the myths which surround us will be gone forever.
FOR MY DAUGHTERDedicated to all Birthmothers Words and Music © 1994, 2003 by Mary McCarthy
Many are the years that passed us by To hear the song, Click Here
This song is available on Binky's CD Squirrely Girl
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To see a picture of my daughter when she was 3, click here
Click here to see a picture of my daughter when she was 8. She is Number 44!
To read some poetry she's written
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IF YOU LIVE IN SPRINGFIELD, MO, PLEASE VISIT The Adoption Triad of the Ozarks
These are some books and references which I found helpful.
Special thanks to my birth mom friends Mary Beth and Janice for many of the following links!
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My Death Wish
If anything should ever happen to me where I am
unable to speak for myself, I hereby wish to make public my desires for
my fate. Death is a natural part of life. Nobody escapes it.
Should I ever find myself in a situation where machines are the only way
to keep me In addition, I do not wish to
be embalmed in any way, shape or form. Rotting away is the natural
cycle of things. I also do not want to be placed in some big,
fancy, expensive casket. I'll be DEAD! A pine box, a shroud,
or cardboard box is just fine. Absolutely NO funeral homes!
Would one of my wonderful friends kindly open your diningroom table for
my poor dead body to be I've heard there are now "green" cemeteries. If you don't want to cremate me, stick me in one of those. Better yet, give me a Tibetan "Sky Burial." Then I can finally poop on your head! Thank you for your kind consideration of my wishes. |