We Can Live Long If We Adopt Children

We Can Live Long If We Adopt Children

We Can Live Long If We Adopt Children – We must know that by adopting children can make us live long and help the process of pregnancy for women who have difficulty having children.

In America, about 60,000 children are adopted by American families each year. This number shows that 1 in 50 children waiting for their turn to adopt, manage to meet a supportive family and love them sincerely. In general, children who have been adopted are the lucky ones. Because, there are other children who have not felt adopted. On the other hand, parents who adopt children also have luck in their lives because they already have children.

According to research, women who have one adopted child have a lower mortality rate than those who have no children. If they have more than one adopted child, the mortality rate is lower.

The study also said that women with one adopted child had a greater life expectancy of over 3 years. Meanwhile, for those who have two or three adopted children, the total life expectancy is more than 5 years.

Likewise with men, they have a lower mortality rate than those who have biological children.

Positive Impact on Health

Adoption can help abandoned children to meet new families. So that they and their adoptive parents can love each other and complete life.

Before deciding to adopt, you must have full commitment and responsibility towards the adopted child. That way, you can find happiness in caring for them throughout your life.

In addition, adopting children also has a positive impact on health. The reason is because you will feel loved, loved, and appreciated by others.

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Positive Impact on Lifestyle

Becoming a parent can help change a person’s life. Your lifestyle is slowly changing in a positive direction. This makes you live a healthier lifestyle.

Such as cooking healthy food, regular sleep schedule, so that the cleanliness of the house is maintained. This change occurs because you care about your child’s growth and want to teach them a good lifestyle.

Positive Impact on Mental Health

Adopting a child of a different ethnicity and culture can have a positive impact on the mental health of the adoptive parents. The child’s ethnicity and culture cannot be separated from his life.

So the adoptive parents have to live side by side with it, also with people of the same ethnicity as the child. This difference actually makes life more colorful and fun. Because, you can learn a new culture to reduce stress and depression.

Adopting A Child I Never Thought Of Before

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Adopting A Child I Never Thought Of Before – When I was in my 20s, I had a friend who had just found out he was adopted, and he was very angry. I remember thinking that it was nice of his parent to tell him. Some people don’t tell their kids that they were adopted. Some people never find out they were adopted. I suggested to him he should give his parents a chance and talk about his birth parents. When I thought about what he was going through, I thought that I would have liked to know if I had been adopted, and I would probably want to know my birth parents.

When my toddler was adopted, I thought from the other side. I was the one that was giving up my parental rights to another family. I was hopeful. I thought it was a good thing for my family (myself and my two children).

Prior to having to be in that situation, I remember thinking to myself I couldn’t imagine how anyone could give their child up for adoption, especially after my first child was born who was by then a teen. I couldn’t imagine how someone could go through pregnancy and birth and just give their child away. So that was my pre-conceived notion at the time.

But when I think about when it happened to meI was just hopeful that I was making the best decision possible. I didn’t really make the decision, it was made for me by Children’s Aid society but in some ways it felt like my decision to let them go to give them a better life.

The adoption was a result of child welfare getting involved.
When my kids were apprehended, I was devastated. It felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest. I remember talking to the worker and begging for my kids to be placed together. I think when kids are placed into the foster care system it’s very hard, it’s better for them to be placed together. Because when you’re taking the kids from the family that’s already a split, and then splitting the kids again is hard. From the children’s side, that would be 3 times as hard. I just lost my children, but they are losing their family. I was lucky that they went to the same home.

Reflecting on it, I believe that what my kids went through was much harder than what I went through. I know it’s hard for children’s aid to keep kids together, but I think that’s important.

Before the adoption, when they were in foster care, having a relationship with them was very hard. With my teen it was easier because she could communicate. I remember one time when both my girls came in and my toddler (then 2) had had her hair done and she said, “Mommy did it” (she was talking about the foster mom at the time). I felt like I was stabbed. It tore me. That was really hard.

At the time I didn’t really think about it but I think my oldest had the hardest time of all of it. She lost her mom, she became a surrogate mother to her sister. She probably felt a big responsibility on her shoulders. These were things I didn’t think about at the time, I was just more thinking about me.

Obviously, I appreciated every moment spent with them but every time I had to leave, and they didn’t come home with me it was hard.
The CAS was fabulous. They were very generous with me. They gave me a lot of chances. They were rooting for me. I think they gave me a little over two years to get my s**t together. But at the end of two years, I was still using.

They told me that my toddler would be adopted. But it wasn’t until I was actually in the courtroom, and the judge was telling me that it felt real. I don’t remember the wording; I just remember crying through the whole thing. I remember being very respectful, saying ‘yes your honour’ and answering any questions the judge had.

I was using at the time so don’t have a lot of memories of that time. I was shell shocked, it was almost like PTSD, from the point of my kids leaving the house. I remember them walking down the hall and knowing that they were leaving. From then to being told by the judge that I was giving up my rights as a parent, I was just trying to get through each day.

At the time, my best friend had a child of the same age.

We were pregnant at the same time. She gave birth in June and I did in August. She was going through the same thing, she lost her child as well. I don’t like saying I lost my kids because I am responsible for what happened. I didn’t lose my kids, I was the catalyst for them leaving. Children’s Aid didn’t do it because of them, they did it because of me. I am responsible for their actions.

My friend’s adoption was a closed adoption and the last day she saw he daughter, was the last day she saw her daughter. She didn’t know where her daughter went, or to which family. The family that adopted my toddler kept a connection. I met the mom of her adopted family, she told me I could send cards, she told me she would send pictures.

For my friend it was almost like a death, she mourned her child. I was lucky because I got to keep a connection. I think having the connection is important, it’s important for the parents and the kids.

The only thing that made me uncomfortable was I was watching my youngest grow up and it was without her permission. I felt I was invading her privacy as a person, maybe she doesn’t want that connection. I think I got the best of the deal because I was able to watch her grow up.

To me, I don’t consider my teen to be adopted. I got lucky because the adopted parents also took my teen daughter in but I was able to keep seeing and visiting with her. But I didn’t see her as being adopted, I just saw her as being fostered and she was still my daughter she was just living with another family. *