The Child We Couldn't Adopt
Be Inspired, Be Fearless Tara Meyer-Robson Be Inspired, Be Fearless Tara Meyer-Robson

The Child We Couldn't Adopt

In looking through these gorgeous faces, a 5-year-old boy stood out to my husband and I. In his picture, he’s smiling and leaning in, and there’s a spark to his eyes. In reviewing the brief overview on him, it said he had a condition where the ribs grow inward and often constrict the heart and lungs. Seeing that, it made sense to us that his bio also mentioned that he tired easily with exercise. 

We had no idea what we were about to find out. 

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4 Things to NEVER Say to Someone Who is Adopting
Be Fearless, Be Inspired Tara Meyer-Robson Be Fearless, Be Inspired Tara Meyer-Robson

4 Things to NEVER Say to Someone Who is Adopting

As an adoptive parent, you know that you'll have to deal with unwanted comments for the rest of your life, especially if the child looks different from you. However, I don't think most of us knew the things we were going to deal with in the process of adoption. 

In the hopes of saving some other "in-process-to-adopt" parent some grief, here are four things never to say to someone trying to adopt, and what you should say instead:  

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How to Feel Safe: Dealing With Anxiety by Creating Your Own Security and Peace of Mind
Be Healed, Be Confident, Be Fearless Tara Meyer-Robson Be Healed, Be Confident, Be Fearless Tara Meyer-Robson

How to Feel Safe: Dealing With Anxiety by Creating Your Own Security and Peace of Mind

Perhaps the greatest stress you will ever face is the impression that you can't protect yourself from life itself.

I have certainly had moments like this. A few years ago my husband and I went through two hurricanes, completing renovations on our house, putting it on the market, a cross-country move, and the death of my beloved grandmother all in a four week period (actually, all but one hurricane happened in one week). I have never been so stressed out in my life, and I began to notice that I was constantly looking over my shoulder, waiting for the next disaster to happen. 

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