Adopting-Back My Son
by Cedar
This is the first time i have come out about this on-line.
Last summer, one year ago in 2007, i adopted-back the son who was
stolen at birth for adoption from me when I was 17.
I say stolen because the coercion that was used on
me left me with no choice at all but to surrender him it
is not a choice or a decision if there is
only one viable option given or allowed. To say i placed
him denies the reality that keeping him was NOT an option I was
given and thus there was NO choice. I loved him, I wanted to keep
him, and i never wanted to lose him. I was NOT unfit! But unwed
mothers where i lived, in 1980, had babies removed at birth by hospital
staff if they were unwed minors with no family support for keeping
their babies (I have plenty of testimony from other mothers that
it was done to them as well). It was truly a form of rape
just as traumatic.
Looking back, I felt so powerless at the time, so much without
choice, that I had no way of fighting what they were doing to me.
Plus I was entirely naive. I had no idea that nurses taking and
withholding my baby from me was not what was done to all mothers.
It was only when I woke up from the medicine-induced
fog I was in, several days later, that I realized they had not brought
my baby to me, and that this was not right. I was allowed to see
him (but not touch) for about 5 minutes, under the gaze of hawk-like
nurses (but I found out much later that they then moved him to another
hospital to prevent me from finding him he told me he had
been picked up from the Jubilee, when I had given birth in St. Josephs).
And I now now first-hand that only when a mother has given birth,
has fully recovered from birth without her baby being taken from
her or coercion being applied, can she make any decision about adoption.
My 62-yr-old Fundamentalist parents made it clear that they considered
it rightful punishment for the sin of fornication, and the social
worker had a waiting list of clients she was under pressure to provide
babies for i was forced to sign papers in her office under
blackmail that unless i did, my baby would be indefinitely held
in foster care. I was not told about welfare or any other resources
and my abusive parents (they would use the belt on me if i so much
as talked back to them) made it clear that i was not
allowed to bring my baby home.
After 19 years of searching, i found my son again, and we hugged
for the first time one day before his 20th birthday. It was the
first time I was allowed to touch him.
His adoptive parents first told him that they supported our reunion
but he found out as time went on that their view was that
reunion meant a one-time or limited-time event, that
his curiosity would be satisfied and he would say thanks and
bye to me. Their attempts to control him, to force him to
end contact with me, escalated into abuse culminating in
4 hours of confinement and torture (his words) one night when he
was 21 yrs old. He eventually left their house one New Years Day
on the advice of the Victim Services units of two police departments.
We began talking about me adopting him back. After several years
of discussion, after the complete breakdown and ending of the relationship
between him and the people who raised him, we decided to go ahead
with it.
So we did it. And we have not looked back. It is a dream come true
for both of us.
Reunion can go places beyond what one first expects. It can restore
a family which has been involutarily torn apart.
But separated families reuniting again shows that the bond between
mother and child can endure past the worst of separations. And it
also proves that anyone who is promised by an agency or other adoption
business that adopting an infant will provide them with a life-time
guarantee of a child of their own should sue their
broker for making false promises. No-one can make promises on behalf
of another human being, especially an infant who cannot speak for
themselves.
But the best thing of all is that we are back together again, and
both of us have reclaimed what was taken from us
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