This personal essay by Sheri Rich is one in the six-part series about her family's amazing domestic adoption saga. A listing of the other installments appears at the end of each article.
Birth Mother One:
The Money Connection
Our first call came from a young girl who wanted to place her unborn son. A meeting was arranged for the following week. Although our facilitator was aware of our financial limitations, we were being introduced to a high-expense birth mother. I dug into our savings account, trying to accommodate demands. After we met our pregnant birth mom, her aunt began to harass us with phone calls for more and more money. I began to feel as if I was buying this baby. Sadly we decided to back out. This baby was then promised to another adoptive couple; they made the payments. When the mother went into labor, they were notified. The couple rushed to the hospital only to learn the mother had changed her mind. I have since become friends with this adoptive mom; she is still waiting.
Birth Mother Two:
The Empty Connection
Our second experience with a pregnant birth mom lasted about two months. Again, we met financial demands. Intuitively I felt something was not right and became my own private detective. I discovered that this girl was not even pregnant! I was totally shocked!. This was not how I thought adoption would be. I was beginning to get discouraged, not to mention a little embarrassed. I'd told everybody, including the postman, about my pregnant birth mother. I couldn't keep it a secret. When you're pregnant you tell everyone, right?
By now, our adoption facilitator was looking rather unprofessional. My husband felt we had been scammed and was dead set on getting an attorney. I begged him not to, as I still believed this was our only way of getting a baby.