Hi Danielle,
My children are both adopted. After my second major surgery for what was then diagnsosed as acute pancreatitis I decided that I wanted to have children. I did a lot of soul searching to come to that. Back then at that time, I had lost my job, lost my boyfried of 6 years and was really sick. I was 27 years old and basically had spent a year lying on my parents couch resting my pancrease. Back then I do not think a lot was known about pancreatitis. I was repeatedly told that I needed to stop drinking. I never drank. When all the kids in college would go out partying I never did. I always felt horrible afterwards so being told I was an alcoholic when I did not drink always set me off. Anyway after the doctors were finally convinced that resting was not working I had my second surgery. Duct was blocked and I had cysts all over my pancrease.
When I started to feel better I decided that I did want a family. And honestly did what was more important to me, having a family or having the traditional marriage and birth? My boyfriend just left me, so going through the process of trying to meet someone, and what if that didn’t work out, etc…well I decided I could just do it on my own.
So I went about getting a new job, health insurance and estabilishing a home. I thought about giving birth, even went to a few banks, but for various reasons that just weirded me out and besides there was always the risk that it would trigger the pancreatitis to come back. Was it really the idea of carrying a child to term or was it the idea of creating a family? I decided that for me it was really about sharing my life with a child and creating my family even though it would not be traditional. Plus the more research I did, the more signs pointed to adoption. I really felt like there was a higher power helping me come to that decision.
I waited 4 years for my first child to come home and another 5 for the second, don’t anyone tell me that in and of itself isn’t a birthing process! Waiting for your children is an incredibly emmotional experiecne. Some will say that it was incredibly selfish of me to adopt. I think to some degree they are right. My kids may have been better of with someone else OR maybe not. I honestly did not know if the pancreatitis would ever come back. I prayed that it would not. I did not know that I had hereditary pancreatitis until recently. In retrospect I’m glad I did not give birth as there is a 50% chance of passing on the disease to your children.
Having my children is my saving grace. It is my purpose. It is what makes it all worth while. It is what gets me out of bed in the morning when there are days I don’t want to. It is my joy. It is my salvation. It is everything. I can’t imagine my life without my children. I don’t remember my life before my children. Having children is the most difficult and rewarding thing I have ever done. I fear for the day (if) I cannot take care of them. I pray that they will be old enough before anything drastic happens to me (again if). However to cover all the bases, I am taking steps to ensure that they are taken care of and that they know how much I love them. There are no guarentees for anyone, at least I know what my odds are and can be prepared.
Again, you will have to decide what is right for you. For me it was adoption. I am a huge advocate of adoption. It was an incredibly difficult journey and still is. There are ongoing issues for my children both mental and physical, but these issues could have happened if I had given birth. For me all the signs pointed to adoption and I’m glad that I did. People approach me and tell me all the time how lucky my children are and what they don’t get is that I’m the lucky one. My children saved me! They are my world.