Birth Parents Quotes

I was supposed to be adopted when I was five, but then my adoption was pushed back by two years.

As I grow older, I have a growing curiosity about my other half. My dad did a wonderful job raising me, and I wouldn't change it for the world, but at the same time there is a growing curiosity about my other half.

Adoption is the highest privilege the gospel offers.

Since I was five, I've known that I was adopted, which is a politically correct term for being clueless about one's own origins.

We've heard some theories, but there is a lot of mystery surrounding my adoption.

You may not know it, but I was adopted as a baby by my wonderful parents, Allan and Margaret Atkins of Cumberland Gap, Tenn.

Adoption is the visible Gospel.

When I have a family someday, I'll probably adopt. Adoption has always been something close to my heart. There are so many kids out there who really need a family.

I'm told I was born in Canada, but I was adopted, and I grew up in Maine and Massachusetts.

I think adoption becomes complicated whenever the biological parents are alive.

I was never obsessed with being adopted. I was simply curious about my biological parents.

Adoption was a bumpy ride - very bumpy. But, God, was it worth the fight.

I was adopted. I was born in Edinburgh, and adopted when I was about two weeks old. And it's a good thing, I think, really, that back then, in '75 when I was born, you were really given a lot more information than you're given now when you're adopted. And you know, you can access that information when you're older.

My father was adopted. He grew up in the Italian household.

I have a secret sibling that I never knew existed and who was given up for adoption at birth by my parents, and she was born without legs.

Upon receiving my notification of acceptance to the university, my parents noticed that they were obliged to submit to the university, among other things, a copy of my official family register. After much mental anguish, they decided to inform me of the secret of my birth.

Would-be adoptive parents have to struggle for years through a bureaucratic obstacle course at an average cost of $30,000.

I'm not adopting a baby.

I think adoption is a blessing all around when it's done right.

For my 11th birthday, I asked to be adopted.

I haven't sorted out the penalties. But I do know, I do know that I oppose abortion. And I favor adoption. And if we can get this law changed, everybody should make the extraordinary effort to take these kids that are unwanted and sometimes aborted, take the – let them come to birth, and then put them in a family where they will be loved. And you see, yes, my position has evolved. And it's continuing to evolve, and it's evolving in favor of life.

As an adopted person, once you find out about that 'other' side of yourself, it's almost like you find out who you really are.

Adoption has been a part of my life and a part of my family, so it was how I wanted to start. It felt natural and right to me.

Open adoption, when it works, is fabulous. But when it goes wrong, it's so traumatizing for everybody.

I was raised in Brooklyn and in Baltimore. My father was a bookkeeper. When I was 36 years old, my mother told me I was adopted.