Raykat
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I am keen to hear from anyone who was adopted at birth, grew up in a hearing family then met their birth family.
I was adopted at 6 weeks old, nothing was said to my adopted parents about any deafness in the birth famiy. At five yrs old I was diagnosed as deaf and fitted with hearing aid, dont ask me how I coped until then!
There followed all the usual heartaches and setbacks associated withe being deaf in a hearing world. I attended small church schools where I was usually in the top 10% in exams. I spent many years in speech therapy and had no contact with the deaf world as such, only knowing a couple of other deaf people on a casual basis.
In 1973 I married a hearie (very patient man) and in due course had 2 sons, both hearing. I never had any desire to find my birth family as my adopted parents were wonderful. I also had no idea that the deafness was hereditery, thank goodnes as it may have detered me from having children.
Some time in the 1980's the adoption laws in NZ were changed to make ti easier for birth parents or adopted children to find their biological families, if you didnt want this to happen you had to place a veto on your adoption file. Being so sure that no one would come looking for me I failed to do that. Then one day in 1989 a social worker knocked on the door and said that my birth mother was looking for me. Only someone who has been in this situation can understand the turmoil of feelings one experiences on hearing this. My adopted had died several year prior and my adopted mother had always lived in fear of exactly this happening so it was a very emotional visit to tell her what had occured. At first I considered turning down the invitation to meet my birth family, my husband could not understand that at all, coming from a large family and never having had to question his background. However when I found out my birth mother and several other family members were deaf I decided to go ahead with the meeting.
Just because there is a blood connection does not mean that you will instantly love each other, fortunately for all involved we hit it off instantly. This was helped along by the fact that they had been thru the same upbringing as myself, all oral, mainstream school and no signing. I have 1 brother and 3 sisters, 2 of the sisters are deaf as are some members of extended family, cousins aunts etc. What a wonderful feeling of "coming home" to at last be able to exchange experiences, highs and lows, with people who knew exactly what I was feeling and talking about. It made me more accepting of my deadness which in the past I had railed against. They have accepted me into their family as one of their own and we have ongoing contact, Unfortunately my birth mothers husband died a few years ago of cancer and she has succumbed to early onset alzhymers so no longer knows what is going on.
As I said above I would love to hear from anyone who has "been there done that"
I was adopted at 6 weeks old, nothing was said to my adopted parents about any deafness in the birth famiy. At five yrs old I was diagnosed as deaf and fitted with hearing aid, dont ask me how I coped until then!
There followed all the usual heartaches and setbacks associated withe being deaf in a hearing world. I attended small church schools where I was usually in the top 10% in exams. I spent many years in speech therapy and had no contact with the deaf world as such, only knowing a couple of other deaf people on a casual basis.
In 1973 I married a hearie (very patient man) and in due course had 2 sons, both hearing. I never had any desire to find my birth family as my adopted parents were wonderful. I also had no idea that the deafness was hereditery, thank goodnes as it may have detered me from having children.
Some time in the 1980's the adoption laws in NZ were changed to make ti easier for birth parents or adopted children to find their biological families, if you didnt want this to happen you had to place a veto on your adoption file. Being so sure that no one would come looking for me I failed to do that. Then one day in 1989 a social worker knocked on the door and said that my birth mother was looking for me. Only someone who has been in this situation can understand the turmoil of feelings one experiences on hearing this. My adopted had died several year prior and my adopted mother had always lived in fear of exactly this happening so it was a very emotional visit to tell her what had occured. At first I considered turning down the invitation to meet my birth family, my husband could not understand that at all, coming from a large family and never having had to question his background. However when I found out my birth mother and several other family members were deaf I decided to go ahead with the meeting.
Just because there is a blood connection does not mean that you will instantly love each other, fortunately for all involved we hit it off instantly. This was helped along by the fact that they had been thru the same upbringing as myself, all oral, mainstream school and no signing. I have 1 brother and 3 sisters, 2 of the sisters are deaf as are some members of extended family, cousins aunts etc. What a wonderful feeling of "coming home" to at last be able to exchange experiences, highs and lows, with people who knew exactly what I was feeling and talking about. It made me more accepting of my deadness which in the past I had railed against. They have accepted me into their family as one of their own and we have ongoing contact, Unfortunately my birth mothers husband died a few years ago of cancer and she has succumbed to early onset alzhymers so no longer knows what is going on.
As I said above I would love to hear from anyone who has "been there done that"