In Praise of Complaining
November 23rd, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
Maybe someday things will be better. In the meantime, please bear witness to the buffet of snack foods ground into my couch
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“Getting My Arms Around the Thousands of Pieces”: Jessica O’Dwyer on Her New Novel and the Complexities of Adoption
October 27th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
"The 'triad' is the birth or first mother, the child, and the adoptive parent. You can’t discuss adoption without considering each one of these."
Dispatch from Kinderzoom: We Do Not Got This (Yet)
September 8th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
I have to queue up the apps, but he wants to do it himself. He screams, “It’s my tablet! Let go of my tablet!” I snatch it away. He hits me in the face.
“Sadness Amid Joy”: Lakshmi Iyer’s Middle-Grade Novel Brings New Perspectives to Adoption Literature
August 27th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
I started from the things I am intimately familiar with. I am often at the receiving end of questions like “Why is my hair black?” or “Why is my skin different from my sister?”
“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."
The Joy of Mediocre Cooking
June 25th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
Even though I’m chronically grouchy, I’m fulfilling one of the major requirements of motherhood. With help from Trader Joe’s, my co-parent
Someone Else’s Kids
May 7th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
How was I supposed to treat them all fairly when their circumstances were so different
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
In the Fire
February 20th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein
Repetition is part of understanding. But it is a little bit torturous to have to tell your child the story of your mother’s cremation again and again.