Walk With Her Birth Mothers Thriving

For birth mothers finding their way after adoption. Walk with her until she can walk strong again.

¨I remember the sound.
Not the room. Not the people. Just his cry.

For a moment, everything in me knew exactly what to do.
I wanted to hold him, to bring him close, to say I’m here… I’m your mother.

But I didn’t.

Because I had already made the decision I never wanted to make.

They placed him on my chest for a second. A second...

Long enough to feel his warmth.
Short enough to know it wouldn’t stay.

And then he was gone.

I went home with no baby, but a body that still remembered.
Arms that ached. Silence that stayed.

People told me I was strong.
That it was an act of love.

But no one told me how to live after.

I carry him with me every day,
in the questions, in the quiet, in the wondering.

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