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A Birth Mother's Internal Struggle

Birth Mother Grief And Struggle

I was recently reminded of this birthmother blog written by Elsa, another birthmother for the BirthMom Buds Blog, about the internal struggle she has dealt with post adoption. In this post, she shares a beautiful, yet heartbreaking poem about the internal struggle she goes through as a birthmother. This poem and post got me thinking about my own internal struggles regarding adoption and how most birthmothers I know have experienced many of these same internal struggles.

My internal struggle started during my pregnancy when I was still considering adoption. I honestly felt like my heart was in a huge battle with my head. And it felt like that every single day. My brain knew what the right decision was. My brain had made lists of what I needed to parent a second child. My brain had done the math and knew that financially caring for a second child at that time in my life would have been impossible. My brain had done the research to see what a parenting plan would have looked like.

But my heart was a different story. My heart felt the unconditional love, a mother’s love that all women experience when they find out they are pregnant. My heart was screaming, “No!” My heart was breaking. My heart wanted nothing more than to bring my baby boy home and raise him, as that is just instinctively and intuitively what mothers do. Ultimately though, I knew that this was a decision that I needed to make based on thoughts and research, and not just emotions. So my head won the battle.

In her poem, Elsa describes the struggle between the mother and the birthmother in her. The struggle I feel is no longer the heart and head tug-of-war I felt while pregnant. My decision was made and I have processed it for years now. However, I still feel at times there is an internal struggle between the mother and birthmother in me. The mother in me longs to throw his birthday parties, to wake him every morning, and to comfort him when he is sick. But the birthmother in me knows that what I can do is send birthday gifts, love him from afar, and honor the commitments and promises I made to him and his family regarding communication and open adoption - even though at times it can still be an internal struggle.