30 Adoption Portraits - 2016

For the sixth straight year, in honor of November being National Adoption Awareness Month, Portrait of an Adoption is running a special series called 30 Adoption Portraits in 30 Days. Designed to give a voice to the many different perspectives of adoption, this series will feature guest posts by adoptees, birth parents, adoptive parents, waiting adoptive parents, and foster parents-turned-adoptive parents. Painful and beautiful, these stories will bring you a deeper understanding of what adoption looks like, allowing you to appreciate the many brushstrokes that comprise a family portrait.

Nov 1: Yes, I Am Adopted. It's Just One of the Many Things I Have in Common with Superman
Nov 2: Navigating Ambiguity in Adoption
Nov 3: Ana's Daughter Had Come Home
Nov 4: And So It Was That Our Girl Came Back To Us
Nov 5: I Decided To Keep My Baby
Nov 6: When Our Daughter Has Racist Encounters
Nov 7: We Got Here Too Late To Leave Early
Nov 8: Waiting for the Phone to Ring
Nov 9: She Went From Nurse to Nurse Being Rocked, Comforted . . . and Loved
Nov 10: Finding My Treasure Within
Nov 11: Adoption Reunion: We Are Four Generations Reassembled
Nov 12: Loving Another Baby After Placing One for Adoption
Nov 13: A Better Plan Than Mine
Nov 14: We Made The Right Decision to Reunite Them
Nov 15: Ruins and Ladders
Nov 16: Parenting Worry #1: Am I F*ing Her Up?
Nov 17: Reuniting World's: One Adoptee's Thoughts On Birth Family Reunification
Nov 18: My Daughters' Other Mother
Nov 19: Come Meet Your Son
Nov 20: The A B C's of Adoption
Nov 21: You Can Go Home Again
Nov 22: Secrets, Shame and No Regrets: Adoptee Reunion
Nov 23: Chosen: An Adoptee's Journey As a Grieving Mother
Nov 24: The Love You Feel Cannot Be Matched
Nov 25: I Love You, Mama
Nov 26: No Justification Needed to Keep Her Own Baby
Nov 27: Mom and I Could Talk About Everything Except Adoption
Nov 28: An Adoptee's Lifelong Search for Self
Nov 29: I Had Always Thought of This Day and What It Would Be Like
Nov 30: I Wasn't The Odd Man Out. I Was Exactly Where I Belonged