On our Facebook page we asked readers: Adoption stories often involve serendipity. Please share any amazing coincidences that arose on your journey to family. Here are some of your responses:
“When our son’s birth mom started to consider adoption, she googled ‘adoption’ and ‘Michigan,’ and our profile popped up. She thought, ‘They seem nice!’ and called our agency, but didn’t mention us. Her caseworker selected a few profiles based on the type of family she said she wanted — including ours! When we met, we discovered that we had both lost our mothers when we were 12 years old. I think our moms were up there working together to make this happen.”
“I wanted to name my daughter Karina. My husband and sons wanted another name, and they won out. The night before we left for Kazakhstan, I asked my husband, ‘What if her given name is Karina?’ He said, ‘What are the chances of that?’ Less than a week later, when the doctor brought in a beautiful little girl and we asked what her name was, guess what the doctor said? Karina! My daughter loves hearing that story.”
“My husband and I met at a sci-fi convention, and we met our son’s birth grandmother at the same convention the year after we married. I always say VisionCon brought me two of the most important men in my life.”
“Our then five-year-old daughter woke up crying one morning. She was upset because she had wished on a star for a baby brother, but her wish hadn’t come true. That day, we got the call saying we were matched.”
“I share a birthday with the birth mother of one of my sons. Our son was born one month early, exactly nine months after our last attempt at fertility treatment.”
“I was adopted in 1966. My parents often told me about the day they met me and how beautiful it was. In the story they always mentioned another baby at the agency, who was waiting to be adopted, too. Fast-forward to 1998: I had completed my birth family search and was assisting others in my city. Whom did I end up helping? That other baby who was adopted from the same agency on the same day. Her parents had told her a similar story about the beautiful day they met.”
“My husband is a cancer survivor, and we always celebrate the date he received the bone marrow transplant that saved his life, July 22, with a glass of champagne. When we received paperwork from Chinese officials saying we were approved to adopt, it was stamped ‘July 22.’ Finally, our daughter’s birthdate is July 16. Her finding ad states that she was found when she was approximately six days old: JULY 22! No doubt she was meant to be our little girl.”
