I’m a young, single adoptive mama who made the decision to take in a baby on my own and while I wouldn’t trade it for the world, there are moments when it weighs on my heart. Sometimes I wonder if I was being selfish… knowing he might grow up without a father. Maybe one day that’ll change, but love hasn’t come easy for me.
He’s only 8 months old right now, so he doesn’t understand any of it yet. But I think about the future, about Father’s Day, or those little “Dad’s Day” events at school and it tugs at me. I just hope he always knows how deeply he is loved, and that even if it’s just me for now, he will never feel like he’s missing anything.