Adoptive Family Survey

Adoption is hard. Broken souls and broken people trying to climb impossible mountains every single day. Sometimes we watch as those in our community are broken further by disruptions and dissolved adoptions. Both of these are the loss of so many dreams on every end.

We need to do better as a community. Can you help by taking just three minutes and filling out this survey? It is completely anonymous. I can't track it back to you. It give me no names, no IP addresses. It is just to collect data and help find ways to assist families after adoption.

I know you are busy people and three minutes is nearly impossible, but thank you for taking time to do this for yourself, for me, for our community. Together we will build a better and stronger adoption community.

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Loving A Child Who Cannot Speak

I have a daughter and she is nonverbal. It is one of the most difficult portions of my life. When the tears fall it becomes a guessing game. When we miss the mark of the needs the tears become screams. The frustration that mounts for everyone is intense. That screaming can last for what feels like an eternity. What ends it? Her resignation. She has no choice but to quit. Nobody is answering her need. Because we don't even know what it is. Imagine all of your needs every single day and now imagine that you can never, not even once, tell one single person what you need. What a horrifying thing. Those dreams where you are being chased and you are scared and you try to scream for help but nothing comes out of your throat? That is her world. And we, as her parents, watch on in sheer pain and frustration. Just sign it!!! Just try to say something. Anything. And she does. Every single day this brave soul yells out, makes sounds, tries. Not a single day goes by when she doesn't try...

Rise Up, Speak Out

I sincerely hope that you will lend me your ear for the next five minutes. With all my heart, I believe you need to hear this message. Number one, I am sorry. I am sorry to all of my friends that have faced discrimination over the years and I, because of my privilege, was silent. I am sorry for the things I have said, done and probably still do. I am doing my best to listen now, to soak up and study all the things and phrases that are hurting you and to rid myself of them. I was wrong, and I genuinely apologize. Would you like to know why I am finally speaking out? Because abuse happens everyday in my community of exceptional children. Every single day I am reaching out support to a friend who had a child secluded, abused, bullied to an extent that leaves physical scars. This is happening at schools. Everywhere. What can my own story possibly do? I don't know, but I know that truth is a strong weapon. I know that voices that speak out change worlds. Many people don...

Beginnings

Aaaannnnddd. We made it. One month in China, taking my 9 year old as my support person. Adopting two girls who are completely blind, non verbal and really as helpless as infants. Four cities in a foreign country. Countless trips to aeon, walmart, trust mart, rt-mart. The girls screamed a total combined 13 of the 15 hour flight back to the States. My sanity is officially gone, gone, gone. TWO WEEKS HOME TOMORROW We survived. How? 1.Earplugs ya'll. And sometimes earbuds with music, loud music. 2.Sugar. I was sugar free before China. Bahahahahaha. Sugar is such a blessing. 3.Coffee with friends 4.Meals from the most amazing church ever 5.A new goal of saying five nice things to the spouse every day That's to counteract the grumpiness that jetlag and sleepless nights and adjusting to two new kids brings. Marriage is the Devil's playground. We've banned him from ours. 6.Keurig on repeat. ALL.DAY.LONG.

Katie R. Hurst

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