Sometimes I worry that I’m over-thinking adoption.
Worrying about things will never happen, or be felt.
Reading too many books and not just living by faith.
I don’t want to parent Baby Sister differently than her older (biological) siblings.
I want to glorify God through her amazing testimony, but I don’t want to constantly point out she is adopted.
…but I don’t want to act like it’s a secret or something to be ashamed of either.
I worry that she will resent being adopted.
I worry that her birth parents will resent me.
I worry her birth parents will drop off the face of the earth and I worry that one day something will happen that will make me wish they would.
I worry I should read more books on adoption.
I worry I read too many books and blogs about adoption.
I really hope I’m just over thinking adoption.