As if life isn’t crazy enough these days, I’ve recently decided to start looking for my birth parents with my Mom’s blessing. My Mom and Dad have always been great and I’ve never felt very compelled to look for my birth parents in the past. I was adopted by my parents in 1978 at 10 days old. I don’t know what it’s like to not be adopted (I get that question all the time – “what’s it like to be adopted?”). My parents couldn’t have kids of their own and I was available so it worked out for all parties involved. I was, of course, the perfect child.

In recent years, I’ve had some questions about my birth parents. I don’t feel like there’s anything missing from my life but they’d be 49 this year and I’m curious to see what they’re like. In a way, I wish I could meet them without them knowing who I am because I feel there’s a lot that could go wrong but…. after my Mom encouraging me to look them up, I think I’m ready.

As with the rest of my life, I like to share everything with the people I know so in the spirit of full disclosure – here’s everything I have in terms of paperwork on myself:

If you click on the link, you can download the paperwork I came with after my adoption was finalized. It’s got some interesting stuff in there. Apparently my birth parents were hobbits. I’m 6′2″ so I’m not sure how that happened. I’m also getting the paperwork rolling with the government to access my original birth record. If my birth mother hasn’t locked down her records, her name will be on that form! Crazy!

I’ll post more on this when I find out some information. Just thought some of you might be curious to learn about this aspect of my life.