It finally happened, the question every adoptive mother prepares herself for....the moment my 3 year old asked me, "Mommy, did I grow in your belly?"
She has been obsessed with babies lately and a good friend is pregnant. We often talk about the baby in her belly...it was only a matter of time.
I thought when she asked that question, it would make me sad or scared but I surprised myself by not feeling either. I had prepared for this. I want my daughter to know she is adopted, had a birth mother who loved her, and a new forever family in us. Adoption is not a dirty word, its an amazing beautiful gift, and I find myself more and more anxious to share the story with her.
My answer, "No sweetie, you grew in another mommies belly, who loved you very much, and then God sent you to me".
"Ok Mommy." And her short attention span was on to the next thing, with no idea that for me this was a momentous occasion. Praying that I can continue to tell her what an amazing gift she is, and that their are so many different ways to make a family!