To All You Moms of Adopted Teens

To all you moms of adopted teens, I see you.

I see you in the bleachers after a 4-hour track meet, still wearing your work clothes. I see you late at night in the grocery store stocking up on tampons and Gatorade, and knowing you’re forgetting something. I see you waiting in the pick-up lane, wondering what mood your teen will be in when they climb into the car.

Know this: you are doing holy work.

To all you moms of adopted teens, I see you listening to their angry rants, biting your tongue, wishing you had the answers they long for.  I see your offers of back rubs and hugs. I see you being rebuffed and only moments later wrapping them in your embrace.

Know this: you were chosen for this very purpose.

To all you moms of adopted teens, I see you loving this complex creature God has entrusted to you. Knowing that you will always share their heart with another. You, who have been there for the 2:00 am ear infections, kindergarten round-up, Sunday school, field trips, swim meets halfway across the state, middle school cliques, freshman year. You give up half your sandwich, sacrificed your sleep, stretch another year out of that sweater. You have been there, and for whatever reason, she has not.

Know this: you are every bit their real mother.

To all you moms of adopted teens, I see you trying to discern if this behavior is typical teenager or something from the depths of their life story. I see you trying to help your child find themselves when they don’t know where they’ve come from. I see you building a foundation under their feet, constructed out of love and acceptance and understanding. I see you pointing them toward horizons yet to be imagined. I see you closing their fingers around the compass of your heart.

Know this: you are not alone.

To all you moms of adopted teens, I see you and the mistakes you’ve made, and your self-reflection, and your searching for ways to handle things differently next time.  I see you praying for your child, asking for wisdom to face what comes next.

Know this: God’s got your back.

To all you moms of adopted teens, I see you. And so does Jesus. And so does your teenager.

 

Have a blessed Mother’s Day!