In the adoption world, there are generally more women on the adoption forums. We hear things from the female point of view and there tends to be much more emphasis on birth mothers. I understand that mothers tend to identify with other mothers.

With the onset of Father’s Day, I’ve been thinking of birth fathers. Just like what I wrote for Mother’s Day, I don’t think about my birth parents a lot and when I do it’s only the vague, “I wonder what they are like” thoughts. I often feel guilty that I don’t wonder about them more.

We know that my son’s birth father was a part of the decision to choose adoption. We also used his birth father’s family name as my son’s middle name. Once again, I suspect things could be a little different for my son because he will be able to very easily find his birth parents if he wants to.

I love watching my son and my husband. My husband is a hands on Daddy and he can do anything that I can do – many things he does better. My son is a very energetic child. If you turn your head for a minute you might find him jumping off tables or emptying the nearest cupboard. I love watching them play. One of their favorite games is called “my football”. My son has a little soft football and he comes up to my husband and says, “my football” which causes my husband to jump up and chase him around the house. Finally, Daddy steals the football which results in more chasing and eventually a flying tackle. Thank goodness I don’t have many breakables.

Follow this link to read about my father: A Tribute to My Father

So, as Father’s Day draws near, I will take this time to thank my son’s birth father for making the sacrifice that allowed my husband to be a father. I will take the time to appreciate my father for being there always. I will take the time to salute all fathers (birth and adopted).