If Not For You: A Reunion Story
It's been 22 years since Janice has seen her firstborn son Grant. In this documentary, she shares the loss she endured and the hope that stemmed from her decision to place him for adoption.
"I'm not ashamed of what I did..." Watch these interviews with birth mothers and adoptees as they share their stories.
Being a Superhero
Not every mother can be a mom, and not every mom gets to be a mother. It doesn't seem fair, but life can be like that. And we all just do what we can with the hand we've been dealt. But...
Two of a Kind
"I make the decision every day to fight past the fears. I do it for my boys. Because they deserve to know that they are loved and that they are wanted."
"I am so proud to be adopted, and prouder still to be a Birth Mother." Read this #BraveLove story of one woman's unique adoption journey.
"Most people generally know me as a hard working single mother with one son. Most people don't know I have two." - Jamie #BraveLove
Lesli: Before We Met
A letter leads a birth mother and daughter to their reunion after 40 years. Meet Lesli, who is a birth mother and is getting ready to meet her daughter Shannon for the first time today since giving birth nearly 40 years ago. We invite you to enter in to their reunion story, before they meet...
Roanne | A Birth Mom from New York
I told my mom that I needed to know my child. I couldn’t wonder every time a little boy walked by me if he was my birth child. My mom told me about open adoption and I knew in my heart that was what I wanted for my child. I now know how beautiful open adoption can be.
Makena | A Birth Mom From Idaho
I wanted to give my birth son the best life and family I would want him to have.
The Creating Family Series - Part 3
As the days passed and my time to deliver grew near, I thought frequently about this woman who would raise and love my baby. I thought more about her than I did about the baby. Of course, I did normal pregnant woman things – I nested, I patted my big belly, I picked out a name – but I also wondered about Helen. Was she also picking out names? Was she preparing a room in hopeful anticipation or was she terrified it would fall through yet again? I wanted to help her as much as I wanted to help myself with this process.