Putting my foot in the water...

I've had another blog for years but decided a year and a half ago to start this one so that I could comment on people blogs, but also update family on the kids. However Facebook has taken over(as Facebook usually does) with the ease of publishing photo albums, so I just used this site to be a back drop for blog comments etc. Most of the blogs I visit I have found in my search to support friends who are going through infertility. It started by reading a friend of a friends and went from there. And hearing someones story can't help but make you want to keep coming back...to find out if they get their happy ending. The strength I've raed about the last couple years is mind blowing. I've been blessed with easy conceptions on my "timeline" and strong healthy pregnancies. And I do consider it a blessing because I know its not always that way for everyone. I wish it was. I really do. I don't always agree with some bloggers, especially ones that feel that they've struggled to get pregnant and so they appreciate their pregnancies or children more. Thats BS. I got pregnant all 3 times the first month we tried. And no one can tell me they appreciate their children more than me. But I also am not vain enough to say I appreciate my children more than everyone else either. I appreciate them for who they are, what they will be, and how they make me strive to be a better person. I have amazing kids, but I know many other people have amazing kids as well. And I don't understand why some people think its a competition. It makes me sad. Yes there are some people out there that don't deserve their chidren. I do believe this. But those are few and far between I'd like to think. YOu can never understand someone until you've walked in their shoes. And frankly I'm glad there are so many shoe styles out there...the world would be awfully boring in basic black pumps. Although, just to milk a metaphore a bit more...they world could probably do with a few less platform stylettos in white or neon colours. I'm just sayin'.

Another type of blog that goes hand in hand with infertility are adoption ones. And those I find especially interesting. I'm adopted and I find it so heartwarming when I read about adoptions. So much hope and joy for the future. Just like with birth. Sure its not exactly the same but really its not so different either. CHildren are children and families are families. At least thats how I feel. What I've experienced. I know not all adoptions run smoothely, but not all genetic families do either. Someone once commented that I didn't even mention on my profile that I was adopted. And I thought...so what? Its a part of who I am, but its not ME. At least not the only part of me. I'm who I am for many reasons. One huge one is because of who raised me and how I was raised to think and feel. And obviously without being adopted I wouldn't be who I am today. So I am grateful that life turned out the way it has. I often tell people I am adopted and answer any questions they might have. I'm proud of being adopted. I'm Alex, who's adopted. Not Adopted Alex. I guess I don't really understand how everyone else feels about adoption, but I do get a sense from some adoption bloggers that there are more "sad" stories out there than happy ones. I'm not an adoption blogger and I don't plan on becoming one, but maybe I can add my own story to the mix. So that at least theres one more postive one out there. I know they DO exhist, but its a bit sad to read about so few. So in the next day or so I'll take some time and put my thoughts out there. Just because I'm adopted and it is a "success" story and I am reasonably(is anyone, adopted or biological, ever completely!!) well -adjusted, doesn't mean I have the perfect relationship with my parents or siblings. We're still all human and have our own lives and feelings. But then...isn't that how it is in most families?