Adoption and health

Adoption is our life. It's how our family is growing. We love adoption. We breathe adoption.

But it doesn't mean it's easy.

Little Man is our son. Our pride and joy. Then he gets sick and we take him to the doctor. And the doctor asks 'Is there family history of ...?' It's right then when I crawl into myself and sheepishly say 'He's adopted. We don't know anything about his birthdad but his birthmom did not mention anything about such and such issue.' As I think to myself 'I don't even know if we had our agency send her an email asking such question if she would respond.'

Don't get me wrong. I am not ashamed Little Man is adopted. It's when all is thrown out the window in trying to diagnosis what may be causing Little Man's stomach pains. It would be wonderful to know his brithdad's heath history. Once when asked a question I answered NO, there is no family history as I was thinking of my family but had to correct myself and state he's adopted. He's my family. Doesn't DNA become the same after the judge says it's official? When friends, family and strangers say Little Man looks so much like daddy doesn't that mean my family history is now his?

That'd be too easy, right? After prayers one night Little Man asked where his birthmom was. I explained I think she's in Wisconsin but maybe one day he can see about finding her. He liked that idea.

I just wish we had a little more contact so we could get more medical history. Especially with his family inherited Keratosis Pilaris.