Last month my husband and I sat
in a courtroom as the mother of our foster children relinquished her parental
rights. And we cried. We cried because this means that after caring
for Jack and Jill for a year and a half in our home we can now legally adopt
them and they can become “official” members of our family. We cried because for the first time in nine
years of fostering, we won’t have to say goodbye when a child leaves our home. We cried because although this time we won’t
be the ones to have to deal with the pain and heartache that come with saying
goodbye, somebody else will have to say
goodbye and experience that profound loss- and that someone is a mother- our children’s mother. Our gain is born of her loss so our tears of
joy and relief that day in court were also mixed with tears of sympathy for the
woman who is losing her children.
Don’t get me wrong- we are
extremely happy about our upcoming adoption(s)!
And our families and friends are absolutely ELATED for us- as they
should be. But any joy or celebrating on
our part is somewhat dampened by the solemn reminder of the grief that our
children’s first mother will continue to feel as a result of her decision to
relinquish her parental rights (compounded by any guilt she might feel about
the choices she’s made leading up to the removal of her children in the first
place).
We listened that day in court as
the judge asked Jack and Jill’s mother why she had chosen to relinquish and she
offered up her explanation, part of which included, “I know they’re in a good
home.” We also watched as her lawyer carefully
reviewed the relinquishment papers with her before she signed them and he asked
her questions such as, “You haven’t
received any money or gifts from anyone which would impact your decision?” or
“You aren’t under the influence of any
substances which could impair your thinking, are you?” The answers of course were “no” and I was
saddened to think that those questions must be asked in the first place though
I do understand their necessity.
After she signed the papers, our
children’s birthmother was notified by the judge that she would have up to 15
days to change her mind about relinquishing her parental rights. However, [given the history of this case] the
judge told her that the chances of that being honored in court were, quite
frankly, not very likely. The judge also
made sure that she understood that she couldn't come back to court after the
adoption was finalized and make objections to the adoption- in other words, it
couldn't be “undone”- even if things turned around for her and she changed her
mind or if, as the judge gave another specific example, she was disappointed by
the amount of contact we as the adoptive parents allowed her to have in her
children’s lives. It seemed apparent
that the judge had encountered such scenarios before.
The most emotional moment for me
at last month’s pivotal pre-trial hearing (Thank goodness we don’t have to go
on with an actual trial!) was after Jack and Jill’s mother signed her
relinquishment papers and the judge lovingly acknowledged what a hard thing she
had done. He then excused her from the
courtroom before proceeding with other matters- namely, terminating the parental rights of Jack and
Jill’s birthfather’s- who failed to show up to court yet again- and
setting up future dates for a Review Hearing and an ADOPTION HEARING! I almost had to pinch myself when the judge announced
that we would be setting the adoption date that very day- that’s when it hit me
that it was REALLY happening.
My husband and I quietly slipped
out of the courtroom and followed Jack & Jill’s mother into the lobby after
she was excused by the judge. I hugged
her and we both cried in each other’s arms without really having to say too
much to each other. My husband hugged
her and was crying as well. The bailiff
let my husband and I back into the courtroom a few minutes later to rejoin the
proceedings which included the Children’s Guardian ad Liteum and others making
their recommendations to the court:
When Jack and Jill’s GAL
reported, “These children will continue to live in a loving home and will now be
free from the effects of any abuse or neglect.” My tears flowed freely yet again.
2 comments:
Wow... just wow... This speaks to my heart on so many levels. May God bless your family!
You're so compassionate, that's what makes you a good mother. Congratulations on this important step.
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