November is Adoption Awareness Month. As a mother of two adopted children, I see it as a month to advocate and celebrate adoption.
Living in a multi-cultural city like Singapore, my daughters have many other transracially-adopted children at their school. Like our family, these adoptive families see adoption as something to celebrate. We decided to start our own adoption group, to meet up once a month for the kids to play and for the parents to swap notes. Families who are thinking about adopting a child also join the group. Families with a mix of biological children and adopted children come too. It’s meant to be an all-inclusive event.
One day before our first get-together, one of the adopted children attending said to her school friend, “Did you come to your Mummy from the doctor or adoption?”
“I don’t know.” The little girl went home and asked her mother.
The next day, the girl answered her friend, “I came to my Mummy from the doctor.”
“Well, you can’t come to our adoption group.”
All of a sudden, our little minority group had become an exclusive club. Although that is not the intention of the group, from an adoptive mother’s perspective, all I can say is – thank God the adopted kid was proud of being adopted and saw it as something positive. That’s something to celebrate.