While crowdfunding sites were created to give the underdog a chance and essentially foster free enterprise where start-ups are concerned, it never occurred to me to use these platforms as an opportunity to raise funds for personal pursuits. Especially something as personal as adopting a baby. But does that make it wrong, unethical or crass, even? What do you think? If you had a friend or family member crowdfunding an adoption, would you contribute?
Sometimes people feel the need to come up to me and tell me how smart she is, as though that was ever in question. My daughter can recognize words on a 12th grade level so yes, she is smart -- but she can't tell when her shirt or pants are on backwards and that the tag almost always goes in the back.
I remember the exact day I met my parents. Not many people can say that. It was on my 10th birthday. February 23, 1979, to be precise. Danielle, the Social Worker in charge of my case since I had become an orphan four years earlier, drove me to a restaurant where she introduced me to a nice young couple. Today however, after a long and intense look into my past, the scene that took place some 35 years ago is a comforting memory not only because it coincides with the real beginning of my life, but because it also serves as a reminder of all that had to happen in the years before that meeting.
If you feel you are ready one day to welcome muddy paws onto your furniture (I say that lovingly), please adopt. This story about a dog that survived Euthanasia recently should have done wonders for educating people about how quickly a dog will be killed after being surrendered by their owner, simply because nobody wants it (two weeks!).
Previous reports stated that Maxim had a positive relationship with Massimo Maravalle and his wife Patrizia but questions are now being raised about what signs may have been missed. Other witnesses have reported that the suspect had been seen shaking Maxim a few days before his death although it is still unknown whether psychiatric problems contributed to his actions.
Very shortly after finding out I was approved to adopt, my adoption worker came to my home to tell me about two amazing adolescent sisters: Charity and Emily. I sat at my kitchen table for the rest of the night, staring straight ahead like a deer in the headlights, thinking about everything the worker had asked me to consider.
I was born in North Bay, Ontario, in 1968 as Dorothée Labrosse. I was placed for adoption immediately upon my birth, and two months later, was blessed with a wonderful life with my adoptive parents. Since recently being diagnosed with mental illnesses, a synopsis of my birth family's health could help in the treatment of my illnesses and potentially those of my children.
Rene deBlois agreed that he would just be a sperm donor for his friend and her same-sex partner, and that he would not play any kind of role in the child's life. Now deBlois says he was coerced into the latter part of this arrangement and that he believes he should be recognized as the child's father. On the surface, this may seem logical, but in reality, this is a case about the rights of the child.