“Everyone has a birth mother some call them Mom and live with them; others know them and call them by name.” This thought shared to me by my eldest who will soon be eight years old.
Profound in my mind to say the least.
This conversation started as both our girls were asking both my husband and I when our “Family Days” are while driving in the car one afternoon. (Our family celebrates each of our girl’s Family Day. This being the day their adoptions were finalized and we became their legal parents in the eyes of the family court system. Each year on the anniversary of these dates we remember how we became a family and now that our girls are at an age to help celebrate they get to choose dinner plans for their day.)
So when are your family days they kept asking. Well we actually don’t have a specific family day like you do. For a brief moment they sat with that thought. Our conversation continued with why we celebrate Family Day for them and why we actually don’t have one. And then our oldest clarified out loud so your birth mom is Grammy (husband’s Mom) and yours is Grandma (my mom) right?” and then the profound statement “Everyone has a birth mother some call them Mom and live with them; others know them and call them by name.” Yes that is so very true!
I sat there with a smile on my lips at this conversation, how smart she is how she connects her story our family’s story and how profound she can be at times. Then of course the conversation took a complete turn and on to the next thought, where are we stopping for lunch!