|When Noah and I first locked eyes|
(To this day I have never felt love like that)
These unanswered questions are so tough. I cope with them by not allowing myself to get to involved mentally. I did tell the A-parents, only because I wanted Noah to know if he ever asked them. I still don't know if I should send them a picture when she (its a girl) is born. The birthfather has no relationship with the A -parents so I feel like my role is the messenger...which is not okay.
Adoption is a complicated, beautiful, sad, joyous thing. There are two sides. Each side includes all of these emotions. I hope Noah grows up and eventually has a relationship with his half siblings (both on mine and the birthfather's side). I have to accept that I can only do so much, which is a very hard thing to accept because I love my son more than I thought I could love anyone or anything.
Ending with a fun fact...I found out that our sweet baby's fingerprints were created by them tapping (or hitting) our wombs while we were pregnant. How cool is that?!