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I thank God for my daughter’s mother.
No, I’m not talking about me. I’m talking about my daughter’s birth mother. You see, I adopted my daughter.
My daughter’s birth mother was a beautiful young woman living in New York City, who through life’s struggles, was addicted to drugs…and sadly, was HIV+.
When she found out she was pregnant, she could have said, “I am going to abort this child.” But she didn’t. Instead, she gave her daughter the most important gift she could give her – she gave her life.
While my daughter’s birth mother was making the decision to give her baby life, I was praying to God for a baby. I had been a foster mother to several children, but I’d never been a mother to a baby.
Then this little baby girl was brought to my attention. She needed a permanent home but she was born HIV+. People told me, “Don’t adopt her; it will be too hard.” But I knew in my heart this was the baby God had for me. If I needed to take care of her until her body stopped working and she went to heaven to be with God, so be it. She came home with us for good on Easter weekend and that’s pretty special because that’s resurrection / new life Sunday!
Back then the doctors told me she would be HIV+ and could possibly revert (clear out of her system). IF that happened, it wouldn’t be until she was 18-24 months old. We brought her to church and prayed a simple prayer, asking God to heal her body. At her 6-month test, she was totally clean! Thank You, God, for that healing miracle!
Ever since she was a baby, I’ve told my daughter, “Your birth mother gave you life. I am so thankful for that and we are going to honor her.” To this day she honors her. I also told my sweet girl, “I prayed for a baby…God made you and He gave you to me! I am sooo happy!”
God had a plan! In fact, the case worker told me, “A lot of people were mad at me because I offered this baby to you and you weren’t on the waiting list.” She added, “I just felt in my heart I was supposed to ask you if you wanted to adopt her.”
Yes, as a teenager my daughter had issues regarding being adopted. But everyone has issues about something! And it wasn’t anything that couldn’t be worked through with God’s help.
Now my baby girl just turned 21-years-old. She’s doing well! She has a great job in the fashion industry in NYC. She’s living on her own…healthy…and well. The most important thing — she has LOVE in her heart. Love from and for her birth mother who gave her life. Love from and for me, her mother who raised her.
Today we are both grateful to my daughter’s birth mother. Sadly she passed away a few years ago, but we will always honor her memory. Due to the circumstances of life, she couldn’t raise this child and that was okay. God had a plan for the care of her baby. Meanwhile, this mother gave her the greatest gift of all – she gave her life!
The author chooses to remain anonymous for her daughter’s sake and for the sake of the memory of her daughter’s birth mother.
