I remember a night right after Madeline was born. I was nursing her late at night and had on a nature show. It was about chimps. This one mother chimp's baby died. She carried it around with her and rocked it high in a tree until it was skeletal. Then she dropped it an let out the biggest, saddest wail. I sat there and bawled and bawled. It was the moment I knew without a doubt that motherhood had changed me.
Today we were watching Annie - a movie that most of you know that I've seen way too many times. "It's a Hard Knock Life" came on, and I balled. Trust me I'll never let my son think that he was anything but loved at Matri Sneha. Then Annie and Daddy Warbucks sang "Together at Last" and I bawled again. I know this is a corny movie to bring out these feelings, but it hit me. . . Adoption has changed me.