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But I think the difference is that even though I didn't like the way things were, and we had personality clashes, and I was not the person he wanted, I still loved him.
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That said, a parent who doesn't love the child, but who does care for the child (which seems like it ought to be the minimal *behavioral* standard set for parents when the bonding process is going slowly...fake-it-till-you-make-it in some cases) in any reasonable scenario I can imagine, (1) seeks help, and (2) takes responsibility.
The parent is the responsible party. The parent is the adult. Even if the parent eventually has to admit their limited capacity to safely care for the child in-home, the parent doesn't get to give up with a snap of the fingers (that's the traumatized child's job). I know that can be very scary and can feel impossibly difficult for a parent who is really struggling through this. But it is the commitment we make to our children when we become parents.
I haven't been following the story closely, and haven't read, seen, or heard the reports, but I am just not hearing anything about seeking help or taking responsibility here around the mother's actions. If my assessment is accurate, I actually think this story is not about adoption. This is not a "normal" story of adoption disruption, if there ever was one. This is a story like other cases of child abandonment, that demonstrates inhibited parental reasoning capacity, diminished forethought, a lack of empathetic abilities, and so forth. Something has to be "off" in the parental mind if these factors are present. Something was really, really wrong, and I am not even thinking of the child here.
In these conversations, I personally walk a fine line...which is why I tend to stay quiet these days on this topic. In a FB conversation, one person writes sincerely about how every adopted parent she has ever known (and it sounds like quite a few) would have ripped out their own hearts and given them to their children. Another chirps that if mom couldn't have handled it, she would have been glad for the opportunity to give it a shot. And on and on.
While I don't think this case is actually about adoption, the conversation seems to be, and I think the conversation has the potential of making it even harder for adoptive parents to seek help and take responsibility.
In my opinion, a more nuanced understanding of parenthood and the parent-child relationship, and in particular as it relates to adoption, would be more helpful in processing our collective horror over what happened.
Pre-adoptive training for parents, for example, varies a great deal by program and region. While some of us read a number of books from varying perspectives about varying adoption topics, in addition to taking hours and hours of training, I have seen some parents walking into adoption rather "blind." In a shocking way. Often these are people who are not very far along in a grief process about previous losses or infertility. Not all programs and all regions require pre-adoptive counseling or grief counseling for infertile couples seeking to adopt. And of course, it is very hard to call out misconceptions and false expectations when the grief process has created a veil of heavy denial. Too many adoptive parents, in my experience, go in thinking, "of course my children could have special needs," while secretly also expecting that their OWN adopted children will be the exception.
Then there are issues such as "post-adoption" depression. Unfortunately, the stigma these conversations seem to create, along with fear of the system removing other children from the home, nullifying the adoption, preventing the parent from ever adopting again, etc. prevents many from getting help. It IS hard, as an adoptive parent, to seek help when things at home are rough. Parents who have moved heaven and earth to bring their children into their lives seem to feel, from what I have observed, such great shame when they fail to fall in love or bond with the children, or otherwise experience a more nuanced parent-child relationship. And if the child truly does have an attachment disorder, she or he is likely to be an especially charming child to everyone but the parent...leading many parents to question their experiences and fear that they are going insane. It also leads to a lack of support from social workers, many of whom take a blaming stance when issues arise, which is reinforced by the child's positive behaviors with others (a characteristic of the "disorder").
The pragmatist in me worries that the tone of conversations like these contribute to the stigma in addressing feelings that are less than "fiercly devoted" on the part of adoptive parents, and that is problematic to actually preventing disruptions.







, of this process the past couple of years, and have learned so much. In our many conversations (How could you marry someone you are not in love with and don't really know?`~~But how could one who has never been married, as my parents have been for 40 years, know what qualities to choose in a mate?!?) it struck me that the love process is similar to that in an adoption. We have hopes and dreams for who this child is/might be, we know somethings on paper and a picture, but we don't really know them. And yet, we are supposed to become insta-family. My friend explained to me that in their marriages, they start from a place of caution with each other and grow to love each other simply by being around and choosing to love each other. I'm not explaining it very well, but when he spoke, I had a lightbulb moment. Only in adoption, we the parents are directing this action while the child is along for the ride, which places the burden of the relationship building on us. Fake it until you make it, but the responsibility is on us.
Hope I'm wrong about that though. I do think that is part of my own personal anger over this story though. She had no right to send him back overseas. He is OURS. He's an American, and I don't want one of ours in a Russian orphanage with no services! Irrational, I know, but I do think that is part of the kick in my gut at least.
After my ectopic pregnancy, I got as far as attending an information session on adopting through the local county. It hadn't been a year yet, so they wouldn't let me even begin the preliminary training... which is probably a good thing. Certainly my grieving wasn't done, and I hadn't exhausted the biological options yet.
going on when I see that)~