You only have one mother, you'll never get another.

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Have you seen or heard the phrase you only have one mother or one father, you'll never get another. So you need to love them the way they are and learn to get along with them, no matter what.....well, I beg to differ. I not only had one mother but had three. And that doesn't even include my step mothers or mother in law.

Not everyone is blessed with more than one set of parents. And I can only assume that whoever made that statement must not have been blessed with more than one set.

If you're an adoptee then, you were blessed with more than one set. The ones who contributed to giving you life and the ones who chose you as their own. And, with my situation, I was blessed also with a set of foster parents.

So, no offense when I may reply back to you with the opening statement, that no, I don't have to love them the way they are, because I won't get another..... Recap....I got two more sets.

I came into this world unplanned and as a surprise. Or at least that is what I am assuming happened. I don't have my birth mother to ask for sure. It was beyond my control that my birth parents would both abandon me at the age of one and a half. Does that give me good reason to not love them or have any respect for them? No, it doesn't. I deeply respect them for at least not aborting me or harming me, and even though I have their blood and dna flowing through me, I still don't have to give them all the credit of being my parents. They were my parents for the first year and a half of my life and then made the decision to give their rights up.

That's where my Foster Parents so lovingly took over. They became my new set of parents. So never was I completely abandoned. They lovingly and patiently took over where my birth parents failed to continue. I actually had the privilege of knowing my foster parents from birth. They allowed my mother and brothers to live with them and they assisted in raising us and caring for our needs.

So instead of being bitter about my birth parents not doing their part in taking care of our needs, I'm thankful for them realizing that they felt there were someone else out there that could do a better job.

For almost four years, my foster parents took care of me and then the day came that they were told that they could no longer care for me or adopt me because of their age. So that is when I was adopted by my third set of parents. The ones who would continue to raise me until adulthood. So not only when I was born, did I have the privilege of having one set of parents, I was lucky to get another set, and then yet another! How about that.

So, for those that say treat your parents well, love them, care for them, respect them, because you won't get another! Well, sorry but some people do get another. And yes, I agree, you do need to do all of the above, but as parents, the same needs to be done towards you also and they need to treat you with the same respect. As far as my birth mother goes, the woman who was supposed to make sure that I was safe, cared for and loved well, she failed to do any of these things, so do you think that I should have "tried" to get along with her still? If I had been given a chance too but of course wasn't. I do not even know how I would have felt about trying to get along with her if I hadn't been placed for adoption later on. Because she walked out on me and my siblings and abandoned us and then had more siblings after me that she gave up for adoption and didn't want to care for either. So, none of us stood a chance at trying to just get along with her, because she gave none of us that chance to do so. 

And if I had gotten the opportunity to see either of my birth parents again before they both passed away, I would say to them. Thank you for letting me have a better chance in life, thank you for giving me life, and I would forgive them for not being responsible parents. So, I do not hate or disrespect them, but I do have the choice of being able to claim more than one set of parents. And I thank God, my Savior for allowing them all in my lives and for placing me in the path of who He did.

If you've enjoyed this blog post, you can read more of my full growing up blogs by scrolling down. The first part is at the very bottom. Thanks for reading! Feel free to make a comment or feedback.