I’m Baby Girl B______, an adoptee in reunion with my mother for a little under two years. I believe I know who my father is but am too scared to make contact. I found my mom through a first cousin using Ancestry DNA.
I was placed for adoption in 1969, spent 7 weeks in foster care, and was then adopted.
My mom was told not to name me as it would be harder for her, hence the Baby Girl B________ which was probably on my birth certificate. Who knows. I certainly don’t, because I don’t have my original birth certificate. Maybe some day adoptees will be treated like full citizens and not dangerous children, and we’ll be allowed our own OBCs.
But that is not the hill I die on here at Baby Girl B. I’m not much of an activist, more of a psychologist. 🙂