Should I Have a Child

I am the 54 year old mother of an adorable teenagecheeks are so round ...my hair is so silky ... my little
son. At 14 I made the decision to adopt. Believingarms and legs are so vulnerable ... the back of my
that when the time was right, it would happen, I didneck is so tender ... my little body so sweet ... my
not hold back for the "perfect" time; I simply waitedsmile the beacon into your soul ... I make you feel like
for my child. Chris came along when I was 39 1/2.a kid again seeing through my eyes ... I love you so
If you wait for the perfect time to "have" a child,much.
whether by birth or adoption, you will never haveI am yours.
one. You have to look into your heart and askI am a wonder of nature.
yourself: Do I want a child? A child -- not a baby.I am a miracle.
Babies grow up very fast. A child: a running throughIf that is what you want - go for it! I've never heard
the house, laughing, crying, yelling, stringing toysan adult complain about growing up poor if they grew
everywhere ... gotta eat 24 hours a day ... where'sup with love, but I've heard many, including myself,
Santa Claus ... why can't I stay up ... I've justgrow up complaining of no love, even if they were
discovered the wonder of "poofers" (flatulence tonot poor. So, therefore, if you have it in your heart
the lay person) ... oops, I spilled my drink on the rugto love God's greatest gift, then you're ready.
again ... yes, I've worn out the sofa that is only threeWhether you give birth or adopt, that is all that
years old ... Mom, I broke your favorite lamp ... whymatters.
can't I jump off the roof ... I spilled the milk in theI have tried for years to meditate. I was always told
refrigerator ... what will happen if I try to flush myto "go to a peaceful place" and there I would find
toy ... Daddy I used your razor to shave the dog --serenity. I was never able to accomplish this until it
can I curl up in your lap ... let me wrap my armsfinally came to me. Now, when I begin my
around your neck ... Daddy, I love you ... can I sleepmeditation, I envision my child with his arms wrapped
with you ... Mommy, I made you a card ... I pickedaround my neck, his little body snuggled up close to
some flowers for you (hope the neighbor doesn'tme - and I am there.
mind) ... no one is as wonderful as my mommy ... my