Well, There Goes The Neighborhood

There was a bit of a buzz, yesterday. A new family was moving into the two-story stucco down at the end of our cul-de-sac. I've been very please to see homes selling here as we are getting La Hacienda Westbrook ready to go on the market in preparation for the big move to the hills of West Virginia.

I did my bit and made a mac and cheese casserole and took it down, just before dinnertime, and was entranced by the two little Asian dolls, about 3 and 7, that answered the door. Then I saw the blond, green-eyed Caucasian adopter and her white, yuppie hubby and felt that sick feeling deep in my gut. I kept my welcome visit short, citing recent surgery. I  hope to continue to maintain some distance from the new neighbors. I am not ready to get into a "who shot John" pissing contest about adoption with a new neighbor. If we become acquaintances, that WILL happen. I can't keep my mouth shut, especially if they start bragging about their saintly rescue of the, ostensibly, unwanted Chinese girl-babies.

There was a little bit of hope that rode in on the breeze of the late news. It seems that China is re-thinking its one-child policy because the population is now going in the opposite direction too fast and brides for the many sons are hard to find. I hope that story was accurate and there will be no more Chinese children robbed of their heritage and families.

This is not something that affects me as an EMS mother and PR rep for SMAAC. This is something that affects me as a mother who lost children to adoption for really stupid reasons just like Chinese mothers lost children because they were female. It's a mom thing.

I have likened the decline of US culture and the respect for the natural family to the fall of Rome. I think it is going to happen one neighborhood at a time. While nice, our neighborhood is middle-class with a racial mix and largely blue-collar. The newbies on the block were unloading a Lexus SUV. I imagine that some one's fortunes have fallen and they were forced to be downwardly mobile. I would bet they flew first-class to Bejing and back to obtain both little girls. I was asked about the quality of the "public school" while I was visiting and I said that it seemed to be a good one, but that I was past the age to have school-aged children. She asked me how many adult children I had and I said "four." I didn't elaborate.

The bills that are being crafted and then honed by the industry and its minions are carefully constructed to keep the customers/adopters from being threatened. They are being slanted to make it look like we natural moms are the ones who want to restrict the opening of records. It's all about the business and the bottom line and heritage and the sanctity of the bond between mother and child can go hang for all they care. I know adoption is all around me, but with the new neighbors, it is in my face every time I walk past their house. I hurt for those little girls when they grow up and try to reconnect with their natural families.

I can't get out of here fast enough. There is little to no adoption in rural WV and we can survive the fall of a nation in those hills. Hey, we need to buy fishing rods!