Palindrome
August 25th, 2020 | by Jacqueline Ellis
On the new birth certificate, the adoptive parents’ names replace those of the child’s birth parents. There is a violence to this.
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Breakfast in Guangzhou
August 6th, 2020 | by Suzanne O'Brien
This country is all she knows, I think. And we are taking her away from it.
Against a White Background
July 30th, 2020 | by Jennifer Jordán Schaller
Strangers' questions imply that someone needs to keep watch over me, a Brown lady holding a white baby.
“Tell It to Me Straight”: An Adoption Story Across Borders
July 29th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
"It was difficult because I was never officially] adopted. I was no one, and I was never registered."
What I Would Tell My Younger Self About Getting Divorced
April 22nd, 2020 | by Marika Lindholm
Divorce seemed like my shot at happiness. And although I was strong enough to get out, the leaving almost killed me.
The Making of a Grownup: Part II
April 10th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
I knew we would be sending Wolf into love, but I wanted to send him into peace, too. Or, I wanted him to stay with us
The Making of a Grownup: Part I
April 3rd, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
One FaceTime chat later, we were on our way to Fresno to meet this baby and his parents, leaving my parent behind
When I am Mothering in Italian: An Interview With Author Joanna Clapps Herman.
February 28th, 2020 | by Lisa Wilde
In her new book, Quando Sono Italiana/When I am Italian (SUNY press, 2019), Joanna Clapps Herman looks at what it means to be raised as an Italian in America—coming from a culture where, as she writes, “children are more central to life than even food.”
Dear Birthmother: The Full Disclosure Edition
November 21st, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
The reasons you are on that side of the adoption table and we’re on this side are mostly fucked up, not your fault or our achievement
In My Defense
November 19th, 2019 | by Odeta Xheka
The creator in me keeps a purposefully irregular schedule, craves solitude, must fade out of reach in order to work. The mother, the daughter, the wife doesn’t have a minute to herself