Friends adopted their own grandson, a cocaine baby.
A long and arduous path.
I also knew the father; from West Point to the gutter.
Sad.
Very sad. Sorry.
But I’m proud they adopted their grandson.
6 year ago I adopted my niece because
A) We wanted a baby, and
B) Bio mom was/is an utter loser.
You know what’s crazy? The behavior problems possessed by bio mom as a child are the exact same behavior problems manifesting currently in our daughter.