More than a century ago, Mark Twain popularized the expression "There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics". In this post we'd like to focus on the most egregious of these lies, statistics.
In 2007, we started collecting inter-country adoption statistics, which we present on our various country pages. Our first source for these statistics was the website of the Hague Conference on Private International Law, which at the time, published the statistics of several countries for the years 2001-2004.
While entering this information into our database, we had to make the decision which statistics to use, those of the receiving countries, or those of the sending countries.
At the time. relatively few sending countries supplied statistics to the Hague, even fewer had their own website, presenting up-to-date statistics, so we decided to use the data provided by the receiving countries.
This sunny spring Sunday marks my 17th Mother's Day.
I had the pleasure/displeasure of experiencing more than 40 MD's in my life, thus far. Almost all (but 15) had to be shared with "other women"...mothers who were not from my blood-line.
Mother's Day, in my mind, is very much like my own birthday. I am forced to celebrate a life I don't really know. I am forced to celebrate a role, a persona, a phantom wish/memory I never got to keep for more than a day or two.
In my present-situation, Mother's Day is flanked by two significant birth dates. Three out of four of my children were born mere weeks apart. My oldest was born late April; my youngest were born early May. Spring tends to be a very busy season for me.
This weekend also happens to mark my twins 10th anniversary of life.
Can you believe that DHS/Lawyers told my daughter that if she wanted to keep her surving 4mo. old twin that she had to sign her rights over to her firstborn. When I questioned as to why this was I was told "that's just the system". Lovely huh.
When I was 13 years old my parents an I flew out to colorado. Unbenounced to me I was going to go to therapy at the attachment center in evergreen colorado. My dr......neil feinburg. The first day I was there this man scared me worse than iv ever been scared in my whole life. He strattled me as I sat on the couch and screamed and yelled in my face. I was crying and begging for him to get off of me but he wouldnt. I cried for mama to get him off me because he was hurting and scaring me. But she wouldnt. This whole holding therapy is a bunch of BS!!!!
I've decided it's time I start a series titled, "WHAT are these AP's thinking?!?" because the ignorance and "look at me and all I can do" AP orientation really rocks and astounds me, the angry adoptee who wants to help stop the insanity that perpetuates in Adoptionland.
However, I want this series to be open to all who find items in websites and blogospheres that raise the back-hairs and push the pulse over the 130 mark.
I am a sucker when it comes to anything adoption-related.
I will read just about anything I can get on my computer screen, which means, if adoption is mentioned on the Internet, I'm going to take a look, because I want to see what's being sold to the public.
Today's complaint, (I have many.... as people can see in my blog-collection), has to do with the Internet, infant adoption, and those who wish to earn a little money through family-planning and parenting purchases.
Recently, the adoption blogosphere has become abuzz with the case featuring a Christian family wanting to adopt, a Russian boy with Down Syndrome, and the Russian government.
Greg and Tesney Davis, a couple from Tuscaloosa, Alabama, seem to believe their desire to adopt this "special" boy is being blocked by the Russian court, and their story has made small-time news. The news-media version of the story begins with the following three lines:
"This child is better off just staying in an institution than having a forever family."
That's basically what a judge had to say after a hopeful and prayerful Alabama family was questioned last week in a European court room. Questioned by judge and prosecutor. Questioned for FIVE HOURS.
Apparently the prosecutor and judge were having a hard time understanding why the couple would want this particular little boy
We already addressed the text of the petition in a previous post, and would like to focus on the actual petition in this installment of the Ethiopian adoption saga. Before we do so, we would like to pay a little more attention to the organization that started the Ethiopia petition.