Of course I’m her real mom! 🙂 See. Look at me. I’m REAL. Pinch me. Touch me. I am a living, breathing, in-the-flesh, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, through all the joys and each and every sorrow, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year, Forever-and-Always-and-No-Matter-What, REAL MOM.
Trust me. I could not be any more REAL.”
Have you ever wondered, “is an adoptive Mom actually a fake Mommy? An imposter? Not an authentic Mother? An actress? Is she only pretending to be a Momma!?” No way!
I don’t believe that is what folk truly mean or think when they ask the question, “Are you their real mom?” or make a comment like, “I thought they belonged to you”.
Yet, I wonder why the term “real mom” for the dear Mother who gave birth to a child is so commonly used, thereby insinuating that the dear Mother who received that child is not the real Mom? I lovingly, respectfully call our children’s other Mom, their Birth Mom.
I’d just like everyone to know, I, too, am a REAL MOM…of 8 precious, priceless blessings! My children each came from God through a dear Mother’s womb, into this Mother’s arms! And I am eternally and supremely grateful!
Growing in Grace,