This is the first in a series of guest posts about people’s experiences with #adoption and a great #valentine’s commentary. To love!

I’m in love! I must admit I wondered…

I wondered if I could possibly love a second child as much as I loved my first.

I think many mothers feel the same way. You have so much love for your first child. Your heart has opened to an impossible point. A point of no return. So, you wonder. But, not only is this my second child—this child didn’t grow in my womb. I didn’t create him. I didn’t carry him for 9 months. I didn’t worry with every sonogram and every pain. The world didn’t know I was ‘having’ him.

But you see, I wanted my second child just as much as I wanted my first. Even more. But still, I wondered. Would I love this child as much? Could my heart hold enough love for both children? One I created. One I longed for. Yes, I could. And I did.

And, now I’m in love. I’m in love with his aroma…his essence. His skin. His touch. I’m in love with his smile. I’m simply in love. Forever.




Kim is the author of the children’s book, Would You Love Me As Much? She lives in New Jersey with her two sons. As the parent of an adoptive child and a child who “came from her belly,” she can whole heartedly say that she loves them both “just as much.”

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