At 39 something deep inside clicked.  Ok, that’s only sort of true.  As I was approaching 40, I looked back over the last 20 years and thought those were some great times with lots of ups and downs.  It’s been a great life, but it wasn’t the life I thought I would have.  I thought I’d be married with a couple of kids and living the family dream.  At 39, it dawned on me that the next 20 years could be more of the same–me with no family of my own.   Despite this being a good life, I didn’t want to extend this version of a good life without a family.  I wanted a kid, husband too, but he was more optional than the kid desire.  So as I kicked off my 40th year, I decided to take the plunge into motherhood alone through the path of adoption.

So here I am a 49year old, professional black adoptive mom.  These are my musings of the journey.  The journey has potholes and smooth streets, but largely it’s an exciting, but emotionally draining time, littered with more life decisions than I ever dreamed could exist.  So, I’m shoving those experiences here, to share with anyone who stumbles across them.

Feel free to contact me at adoptiveblackmom@gmail.com and follow me on Twitter @adoptiveblkmom.


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