Wish some of my followers lived in shitty ol’ PA with me so when I was sad, and needed someone to see Guardians of the Galaxy with, I wouldn’t have to beg on facebook
At some point you’d think I’d learn
#too bad i had to reschedule my therapy appointment i could really use one right now
#so much for progressing to only needed an appt every 2 or 3 weeks
#i see weekly appts in my future
#not an adoption post
#dont mind me i am weepy and angry
Apologies for not posting much lately. Unfortunately for my blogging, I tend to write the most when I’m feeling emotional, and I feel emotional when something is going wrong. But luckily on the adoption front, everything has been great. I got some really cute pics of M, and been in contact with D and R.
If you were following me around the same time last year, I kind of had a break down and was in a major funk for several months. I’m not sure what it is about my birthday that causes things to spiral out of control, but another birthday has passed and I’m right back to where I started.
For once, I really thought things were improving. I don’t mean to whine and complain but I just feel so incredibly betrayed and hurt by someone I trust inexplicably and love very much. I won’t go into details because as much as I share on this blog, I find myself wanting to play these things out close to my chest. It just hurts too much to put it out there. Maybe because I feel stupid for always ending up in these situations. I don’t really know.
I just know that I feel sad, and I kinda wanna crawl into a hole and die.
Brief post but i just found out my agency has a new scholarship fund that would pay up to eight semesters of school. Im waiting to hear back from my case worker but if i have to crawl on my hands and knees to get this, i will. Ive always wanted to go back to school, ive been dreaming to become a social worker but i havent been able too. This could be my chance and i have to take it. Im also applying for a promotion at work. And if i could just get these two things, i would be so happy. For once i feel like something could work out for me.
#major love to M's kickass mom and dad
So ive been a little MIA lately. Life got in the way of my blogging, as usual. But I got the sweetest email from R yesterday. It was just a short simple message to tell me how much she loves M.
It may not seem that important, parents obviously love their children very much. But as someone who doesnt see their day to day life, something as sweet and simple as the overwhelming love they feel for our son makes me want to cry in the best way possible. Being able to share in those little moments mean the world to me. And just reminds me that i made the right decision placing M, and picking the perfect parents for him.
Sometimes this journey is really big and scary but moments like that make it less so.
#welcome to my blog ya'all!
#sometimes i'm a real blogger
#most times i'm not
#hope ur prepared
Shout out to bebinn for reblogging some of my stuff and getting me hella new followers.
If you’re new here, allow me to introduce myself since I’m like 500 posts and two years into this blog. And the first thing I ever wrote for it sucked anyways.
I’m Kelsey! I’m a twenty two year old birth mom who lives in Shithole Pennsylvania. My son is two years old and I refer to him as ‘M’ on my blog. His parents are D (dad) and R (mom). I originally had made up random names for them because I’m utterly uncreative but it started feeling weird calling them by names that aren’t their own. I just use the fake names first initial though because I want to respect their privacy. Even though I know they do read my blog (speaking of which, I should probably reply to your guys email, I’ve been busy!!! But I loooooooved the pictures!) I’ll share pictures of M with people off anon and through asks because I don’t want to put him out there like that.
M’s birth dad is a dude named Zach (or Zakk, depending on how I’m feeling). We’ve been BFFs since I was roughly 12 or so. We started dating at 16, broke up a few months ago but remain really close. I say that we’re basically dating again but without the titles, boys are complicated, yo.
Much like my relationship with boys, my relationship with my family is also very complicated. Well, complicated in the fact that I hate them and we barely talk anymore. There will be a lot of bitchy posts about my sisters who are manipulative pseudo-supportive asshats and ain’t no body got time for that.
I would like to go to school to become an adoption counselor and help girls/families who find themselves in the same position I did. I already do a lot for my agency (Adoptions from the Heart who I can’t humblebrag enough about because they are awesome), including talking to other birth moms, and doing education courses for adoptive parents to be. Currently me and my awesome lady friend Caitlyn are trying to get together our own support group, trying to give birth moms/families more of a voice.
Basically, this isn’t a real blog, lol. I have my moments where I write serious posts but mostly this is just about my day to day life after placement.
Please don’t ever hesitant to send me an ask to talk, ask questions, whatever. I’m very open and will answer anything!
I just saw your post titled "In lieu of some of the (awesome) pro choice blogs reblogging my stuff and following me," and I think you're my favorite blogger ever right now
Hahaha, thank you so much! I’ve lost a few followers when I posted it the first time, and when I reposted it but if that’s how people are gonna be, I don’t need them following me anyways!
I may have personally made an adoption plan, but I know it’s not the right path for everyone. And I am so so so so tired of anti choice people taking birth mom’s stories and contorting them to their liking. Birth families (birth moms specifically) already face enough stigma as it is without the weight of pro life/pro choice shit on them too.
Either way, I’m rambling now. Thanks for the nice message, I’m glad someone is enjoying reading my rants :)
#pro woman forever
#pro do whatever the makes you happy yo
Probably the most exhausting weekend of my life. Spent all day today on my hands and knees cleaning, but Zach is finally all moved into his new place, and on his way to his grandma’s so he can get to orientation for his new job tomorrow.
I am sore, and aching but I’m really glad I was able to be any kind of help. Now to fall into bed and never get up.
In lieu of some of the (awesome) pro choice blogs reblogging my stuff and following me,
#welcome to my blog ya'all!
So I noticed a few pro life blogs following me/liking some of my posts. People are free to share my blog as they please, and like everything I write, but I cannot stress enough that this is NOT pro-life blog. This is a pro women, pro choice, pro do whatever the hell makes you happy blog.
Adoption is an option, but not always the RIGHT option for every pregnant woman who doesn’t want to be pregnant. Adoption is not and never will be the alternative to pregnancy. It is an alternative to parenting and that’s it.
If I ever got pregnant before I was ready too again, despite having a very positive experience (mostly) with adoption, I would have an abortion. Adoption was the choice I made because, and if I’m being completely honest, it was the only option available to me at the time.
This is not and will never be a blog about condemning those who chose to have abortions, to scare girls into making an adoption plan instead of having an abortion.
So feel free to like my stuff, reblog my posts, but know what you are getting yourself into here. I am fiercely pro-women in the aspect I want every woman to be able to choose what they want to do with their bodies. I am pro choice purely because I don’t think anyone else has the right to tell someone how to live their lives. If someone wants to parent their child, great. If someone wants to make an adoption plan, great. If someone wants to have an abortion, great.
And if that’s not what you’re here for, please feel free to leave. Because I’m telling you the second that I see some anti-choice ‘pro-life’ bullshit reblogging my stuff, and taking it out of context, I will lose. my. shit. I’ve made other people delete their blogs over stuff like this.
Just a friendly warning :)
Just in case you stumble across my blog from seeing a post from a pro-choice blog and start trolling for shit to use for your propaganda filled, anti choice bullshit :) I don’t mind sharing my story and helping educate, but I will never condone someone using my words to take away someone else’s choice.