When I was young, I never thought I wanted kids. Now I have three and couldn’t imagine life without them.
I was adopted, and then they had some 'naturals', and they couldn't deal with it. I was 'the outsider', and it was weird. People that say 'adoption is the answer', do not understand the question, I feel. I joined a huge group to try to find my parents, and the stories that people told were heartbreaking. They weren't all bad by any means, but wow, so many were. And the stories people told about finding their real parents were heart breaking, and occasionally horrific.
But I'm here. People have to deal with it, or not. (Reading steve job' experience being adopted really resonated with me. I do find myself being 'a steve' at times. It's hard to make friends, etc) My adopted parents, I think, realized what they did to me. It felt even weirder then. *shrug* We all have stories... I said that 'I survived my childhood', and everyone at the table totally agreed. No one said it was supposed to be perfect, but so many totally mess it up. Being a parent IS hard work, and if it isn't, you might be doing it wrong. At least that's my opinion... Again: *shrug*