Gifts for Mom, Grandparents, Besties and YOU🎄 ➔

Dear birth mom,

How can the mom who got to adopt your baby ever thank you enough? Before your brave decision to place your child for adoption, I did not know if my dream to become a mom would ever come true. Thanks to you, it did.

I was so thankful for you when I found out we would be bringing our son home. Since he came home, that thankfulness for you has increased immensely, because every joy I have experienced with my son is because of you.

I pray for you to be blessed, and hope that you will always know the positive impact you have had on our lives.

I want you to know the significance you have in my son’s life.

You will always be the mom who first knew you were expecting a child. You loved him before I knew he existed. 

You will always be the mom who felt his kicks in your belly.

You will always be the mom who gave birth to him, giving him the gift of life. Without you, my son would not be here. He will always know that you were the one to bring him into this world.

You will always be the mom who he inherited his cute looks from. I’ll remind him of this as he grows up and has girls lining up to date him!

I want you to know how important you are to me.

It is because of you that I get to rock my son to sleep.

It is because of you I get to hear his sweet babbling and giggles.

It is because of you I get to go to storytime at the library with him.

It is because of you I get to watch him squeal with glee on the swings at the playground.

It is because of you I get to hear the sweet sound of the word “Mama” from his little lips, a sound I waited to hear from a child of my own for a very long time.

It is because of you I am his mom.

I want you to know that I think of you often.

I want you to know that his daddy and I are doing the best we can to raise our son to be someone you would be proud of.

I want you to know he is such a good boy. My husband and I are blessed beyond measure to be his parents.

I want you to know wherever I go, strangers come up to me and tell me what a beautiful baby he is.

I want you to know that I’ve had people at church tell me when they look at my son, they know God has special plans for him.

I want you to know how loved he is. He is my favorite person in the whole world.

Thank you for making my dream of being a mom come true.

Thank you for being my hero.

Love,
An adoptive mom

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Kimberly Keys

Kimberly is a stay-at-home Mom to her precious son who joined our family through the miracle of adoption. She loves watching her toddler discover new things, especially when exploring the parks around her hometown of Cleveland, Ohio. Besides being published on Her View From Home, she's also written about her experience from her twelve year IT career for Zapier as a freelance writer for their blog.

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