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Adoption
I was adopted at 3 months old. My parents say that when they brought me home that there was all sorts of family and friends there to welcome me. But I had this funny look on my face. Of course I did!! I didn’t know anyone there! I wonder what they expected me to do? Act like I had known them since birth? I did not understand all these years that this was to be expected. That they should have known that I would have felt out of place. But why would anyone expect a child, an infant to just be okay…
About
Hey Y’all,
My name is Amanda Frye. I am a mimi, adoptee, and food lover. I am blessed to be able to share my story with you and hope that it will bring you hope in your journey.
I was adopted at 3 months old. I have always know that I was adopted. My childhood was normal, for the most part. My parents were older when they got ready to have children. They had trouble getting pregnant and so they started the adoption process. I was adopted through the United Way. All I know about the first 3 months is that for some amount of time was I was in foster care. Like most adoptions, the stress of getting pregnant goes away and low and behold, here comes the biological child. My sister and I are 18 months apart to the day!