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Russia and China Adoptions

Friday, January 20th, 2012

Partner Programs

New Beginnings has a partnership with Adoption Associates, Inc. (AAI). Through this partnership, New Beginnings can offer international adoptions from the countries ofRussiaandChina. Adoption Associates has been accredited in Russia and China for over 15 years and has a long history of consistently placing children from both countries.

Russian Children

Russia”s basic requirements for adoptive parents:

  • Be at least 21 years old
  • Couples – be married a minimum of one year
  • Singles – female  applicants only
  • Be reasonably healthy

Children (special needs and non-special needs) 18 months and older are available for adoption. Generally, the process can be completed in two years or less.

The estimated costs for this program are between $38,545 and $50,560.

Chinese Baby

China”s basic requirements for adoptive parents:

  • Be between the ages of 30 and 50
  • Couples – be married a minimum of two years
  • Singles – female applicants only
  • Have a minimum net worth of $80,000 and have $10,000 of annual income per member of household, including adopted child
  • Have a Body Mass Index of 40 or less
  • Be reasonably healthy

Children (special needs and non-special needs) 18 months and older are available for adoption. Generally, the process can be completed in 9 to 18 months.

The estimated costs for this program are between $23,165 and $27,110.

For international adoption information, visit New Beginnings Adoption and Family at www.NewBeginningsAdoptions.org.

New Beginnings of Nepal Children”s Home 11-5-2011 update

Sunday, November 6th, 2011

There aren”t really words to describe the emotions that hit me the moment we stepped back on Nepali soil. It has been a year and a half and somethings have changed…but most things appear to be exactly the same.

Three words that come to mind when describing Nepal:
   – proverty
   – chaos
   – beauty

There is so much poverty that it”s hard for my spoiled American brain to even grasp. There is chaos everywhere…people walking, vehicles driving wherever they please, dogs, cows, and goats roaming the streets…the list goes on and on. In the middle of the poverty and chaos, there is indescribable beauty. Not only are the Himalayan mountains breaktakingly beautiful, the people are gorgeous. They have such sweet, strong spirits in the middle of the “mess.”

It feels good to be back.

We”ve spent our first two days having church services at the Children”s Home. Such a strengthening start to our trip! The worship of these saints is overwhelming and the presence of God is impossible to miss.

The children are positively thriving! I can see much improvement in their confidence levels. It”s amazing what food, care, and the love of Jesus can do!

Looking at these 10 precious children reminds me of a quote from Mother Teresa, “We know only too well that what we are doing is nothing more than a drop in the ocean. But if the drop were not there, the ocean would be missing something.”

With around 900,000 orphans in this country, changing the lives of 10 doesn”t seem like a very big drop. However, when one steps back and looks at the big picture, it changes. These are 10 lives being snatched from a world of godlessness into the arms of a loving savior. These are 10 little lives that have the potential to radically change their country with the news of the gospel.

I can”t wait to see what God has planned for their futures and I”m so very honored to be a small part.

Written by a Teenage Birth Mother

Sunday, October 16th, 2011

Written by a Teenage Birth Mother

I had a secret that I knew, for a time, I must hide
A treasure I hugged to me, buried deep inside.
I knew I couldn’t hide it for terribly long,
but I wanted to delay hearing, my joy was wrong.

But I stood up for us when I might’ve ran,
And hoped we’d be treated with a kind hand.
There were some who wanted to, but couldn’t;
Then ones that could but thought they shouldn’t.

So I went out on my own and gave it my best,
I worked and worked with very little rest.
I paid my rent, and bought my food,
And went to the doctor just like I should.

I was a child in a harsh world and so naive
I was such an innocent and I believed
I could raise this child of my body and heart
That nothing could happen to keep us apart.

Then I felt the flutter of my joy and I would sing
To him of love and ponies and other sweet things.
He sang to my soul too in a whispery voice
And that’s when I started to question my choice.

My heart burned with love, fear and shame
As I thought all I could give him was love and a name.
I wanted a life for him I knew I couldn’t give
I wanted a chance for him to honestly live.

Ignoring my heart’s screams, I signed on the line,
patting his butt in my tummy, saying it’s going to be fine.
I continued to sing to him though it was bittersweet,
But hoped it would help him remember me, until we meet.

It was harder than what I imagine death could be,
Trying to remember he was someone else’s baby,
I wasn’t allowed to touch or hold him when he was born,
And my heart cracked and bled as I cried and mourned.

I thought I was a bad mom and selfish to miss him so,
That my reasons were sound and I should let him go.
So I squared my shoulders and I went on
Though I never forgot or stopped loving my son.

Cathy Kerns, © 1982
Original Post: http://adoption.about.com/od/adoptionpoems/a/Adoption-Poem-by-Teen-Birth-Mother.htm

Isaiah 54:10

Sunday, October 16th, 2011

When your world is shaken, hold on to this: “Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the LORD, who has compassion on you.” Isaiah 54:10

Wrestling….

Monday, October 10th, 2011

Wrestling by: Melanie

I haven’t blogged lately because frankly, the stuff with which I’ve been wrestling is embarrassing to me. The last few weeks have brought some big decisions to our doorstep, and God has blessed us with clarity at every turn. I’m not even going to elaborate on the following, but we almost adopted a third child this week. We came to the brink of it, felt total peace about adding an infant into the crazy, but at the final moment, God was very clear that this particular situation was not for us. So grateful for God’s peace and clarity and discernment! We prayed for God to speak to us through wise counsel, and prayed over a list of our friends. The next morning, we called them one by one, and one by one, they told us the exact same thing. Beautiful unity. Got it. Hearing it loud and clear.

Out of this experience, we realized that we’re ready to start the process to adopt domestically, so we’re working on updating our paperwork and switching our home study from international to domestic. Excited. Loving our family with every fiber. Oh loving our family. Elliott pushing Evie on a riding toy while she laughs from her belly. Evie taking a bath with no tears. Elliott thanking God every night before bed for his sister. And even Elliott and Evie fighting all afternoon until I had to put myself in timeout! Yes, loving my family. Alex and I learning what quality time looks like in this new phase: listening to an Andy Stanley sermon on the iPhone while driving to the zoo, kids strapped into their carseats playing with toys while we drink coffee and chat about life. Stolen moments together. Beautiful and full and bursting with yummy life.

So what embarrassing thing have I been wrestling with that’s kept me away from my blog? When we thought about adopting a new baby (and ha, we thought we were done with babies and gave all of our baby stuff away!), we realized that our three bedroom home might not be “enough” and we started looking at a couple of bigger homes, where we wouldn’t have to make our closet into a baby’s room.

The last two years have been about stripping ourselves, worshipping with our giving, sloughing off the excess…and here we were, considering buying a bigger house. It makes me want to vomit a little. Really. How can I write about sponsorship and kids with nothing. How can I see kids from Adacar every time I close my eyes and think that our house in America can’t hold more children. Sigh.

Every time I spend a dollar, that tension is there. One of the people I admire most grew up in a mud hut with the distinction of having a metal roof. Another one didn’t own his first pair of shoes until he was eighteen. Godly men leading HopeChest in Uganda. They have taught me so much. They are pouring out their lives for the kingdom of God.

And I consider a bigger house. I know so many of us here in America wrestle with these decisions. And a little over two years ago, I probably wouldn’t have even wrestled. I would’ve just grabbed it. The baby that we almost adopted – Alex called the situation “low hanging fruit.” After the struggle to get Elliott, the struggle to get Evie, that we could reach out and adopt our next child that easily…it was tempting. Very tempting. But wrong for our family. And a bigger house. We could reach out and pluck that fruit. But would it be rotten? Would it fill our mouths with a bad taste and make our bodies sick?

I don’t know. I don’t think a bigger house is bad or evil or sinful. I really don’t. I love big homes teeming with children. Big homes mean lots of opportunities to serve the kingdom of God. But is a bigger house right for our family? Our old pastor said, “If there’s doubt, don’t.” I have lots of doubt. I wrestle. My four trips to Africa have ruined me. Gloriously ruined me. Broken my old mindset apart, shattered my ideas of belongings and families and what makes God smile.

Looking at bigger homes has actually made me fall more and more and more in love with the home I have. I’ve realized how content I am right here, right now. No matter how low the interest rates are right now, I want to bask in the contentment of now.

My biggest fear is becoming so comfortable here that I become irrelevant for the kingdom. Every day my life teeters on that precipice, a latte here, a new sweater there, dinner at a nice restaurant…and I feel kids around the world whispering remember, remember, remember me. Finding the balance. Being IN my world in America, but not OF my world.

So I wrestle. I do drink a latte. I decide NOT to buy a sweater. Every decision, every dollar. Think. Remember. In America, we have so much food that we have to diet and workout. In America, we have such big houses that we have to decide to reorganize rather than relocate. I realized that my house seems crowded because I have so much furniture. Too much furniture. And Bosco’s mom offered me her only chair. Tears. Lord give me eyes to see, ears to hear Your will, Your heart.

I love pretty things. I love decorating and adorning and change and new. But I love God more. And He is refining me and teaching me contentment. We have so much. We have SO MUCH. In a bigger house, I might miss the sound of my children’s laughter. In a bigger house, I might miss an opportunity to teach about sharing. In a bigger house, I might miss the call to GO, to visit the widow and orphan, to continue building those relationships, because I’m too comfortable, or I can’t afford to anymore.

Just trying to live for God, point our resources where He wants them. Houses are resources and many people use their houses for His glory. And I’m blessed by those people. What does He want for OUR resources? Because they’re His, and we’re just fallible stewards.

So, I wish I could claim to be someone who shops only secondhand and doesn’t own a TV and gives every penny to orphans in need, but I’m a mom and wife who wrestles. We’re doing shopping differently, we’re doing presents differently, but we have a long way to go. So I think about every dollar. God, help me to glorify You with my choices. So many good ones. Help me to discern what’s best.

This morning in church Reggie Joiner said, “Families don’t need a better picture; they need a bigger story.” Yes! I want our family’s story to be HUGE! I don’t know what that means yet, so I’ll just trust God with each decision and keep on wrestling.

Original Link: http://www.wakinggiants.com/adoption/wrestling/

‘Adopted’ Steve Jobs to inspire Indian adoption agency campaigns

Monday, October 10th, 2011

‘Adopted’ Steve Jobs to inspire Indian adoption agency campaigns

By: Vinod Kumar Menon

City adoption agencies hope to leverage the outpouring of admiration in the wake of the death of Apple CEO and adopted child, Steve Jobs, to encourage childless couples to adopt

Adoption centers in Mumbai are hoping to leverage the huge publicity surrounding Apple co-founder Steve Jobs’ death to encourage more people to adopt. This, since the American tech genius was himself an adopted child, a fact that lent the inspirational story of Jobs even more weight and intrigue.

City adoption centers are going to peg their campaigns on the premise — ‘your adopted child could turn out to be a Steve Jobs too’. With awareness about his accomplishments and interest at an all-time high following his death, adoption centers believe it is the right time to design an apt Steve Jobs-centric campaign to target couples that want to adopt.

State Minister for Women and Child Development Varsha Gaikwad is keen to introduce the success story of Steve Jobs in their future promotional adoption campaigns. “Such successful case-studies or faces will be used for the promotional campaign to encourage adoption. We also want to make a case for the adoption of kids in the age group of two to six years, apart from infants.”

Dr Vinita Bhargav, professor of sociology Delhi University, admits that case studies of people like Jobs will be useful in spreading the right message. “The need of the hour is not to promote adoption but to encourage childless couples to adopt children in the age group of 2 years and above, who are mostly neglected,” she said.
She added, “Of course, in most cases of adoption, the probable parents want to know as much as they can about the child’s background, which can empower them to make a decision. But adoptive parents must realize that it is the child, after all, who decides his/her destiny. They can only provide a better environment for the child.”

Harsha Sheth, a social worker at the Chembur center of the Bal Anand World Children Welfare Trust, shared similar views. “The success stories of adopted children like Jobs and others will surely encourage more childless couples to give adoption a second thought.”

At present, the center has 10 to 11 children available for adoption, while 20 couples are on the wait list. She shares that most couples want to adopt infants aged between two months to a year, as it is believed that a child that young can adjust easily to its new parents. The waiting period post the date of registration usually lasts up to a year, so that all legal formalities and verifications can be completed before the child is officially handed over to the parents.

According to adoption statistics available with Central Adoption Resource Authority (see box), in 2010, a total of 6,286 children were adopted, as against 2,518 adopted in 2009, across India.

Social workers at the Indian Council of Social Welfare (ICSW), Fort, explained to Sunday MiD DAY that there are two kinds of legal adoption options: in-country (within India) and inter-country adoption (outside India).

According to their statistics, in the past five years, 6,771 children were adopted, of which 2,301 male and 2,692 female children were adopted within India while NRI/foreigners adopted 647 male and 1,131 female children.

The official at ICSW added, “The number of female children adopted is usually higher than males, which confirms the fact that a higher percentage of female children are being abandoned in the state as compared to boys. Apart from the stigma of being an unwed mother, poverty and the inability to feed more than two children have also become reasons for disowning a child.”

The maximum number of adoptive parents who come to India looking for a child are from Italy, Denmark, USA, UK and Norway, while a slow growth is being witnessed in the number of prospective parents coming from Switzerland, Belgium and Sweden.

Who can Adopt?
According to the Juvenile Justice (Care & Protection of Children) Act 2000 as amended from time to time, the court may allow a child to be given in adoption:
to a person irrespective of marital status; or
to parents to adopt a child of the same sex irrespective of the number of living biological sons or daughters, or
to a childless couple

Additional Eligibility Criteria:
>Two years of stable relationship in case Prospective Adoptive Parents (PAP) are married.

>To adopt children in the age group of 0-3 years, the maximum composite age of the PAPs should be 90 years wherein the individual age of the PAPs should not be less than 25 years and more than 50 years.

>To adopt children above three years of age, the maximum composite age of the PAPs should be 105 years wherein the individual age of the PAPs should not be less than 25 years and more than 55 years.

>A single PAP desiring to adopt should not be less than 30 and more than 50. The maximum age shall be 40 years to adopt children in the age group of 0-3 years and 50 years for adopting children above 3 years.

>PAPs should have adequate financial resources to provide a good upbringing to the child.

>PAPs should have good health and should not suffer from any contagious or terminal disease or any such mental or physical condition, which may prevent them from taking care of the child.

>A second adoption is permissible only when the legal adoption of the first child has been finalised.

>Single male is not permitted to adopt a girl child.

To keep in mind if you plan to adopt an older kid
Do not overwhelm the child.

Have patience, do not expect your new child to adjust to your family instantly.

Be aware of food issues.

Night fears are common.

Expect that simple things may be new to them, and confusing.

Don’t try and force affection.

Keep to a routine.

Do not expect or demand gratitude.

Talking to other adoptive parents can be of assistance.

Original Story: http://www.mid-day.com/news/2011/oct/091011-The-apple-of-your-i.htm

Endure Patiently

Monday, October 10th, 2011

You have been on a long, uphill journey, and your energy is almost spent. Though you have faltered at times, you have not let go of My hand. I am pleased with your desire to stay close to Me. There is one thing, however, that displeases Me: your tendency to complain. You may talk to Me as much as you like about the difficulty of the path we are following. I understand better than anyone else the stresses and strains that have afflicted you. You can ventilate safely to Me, because talking with Me tempers your thoughts and helps you see things from My perspective.

Complaining to others is another matter altogether. It opens the door to deadly sins such as self-pity and rage. Whenever you are tempted to grumble, come to Me and talk it out. As you open up to Me, I will put My thoughts in your mind and My song in your heart.

Jeremiah 31:25; Philippians 2:14-15

You are a child of the universe

Sunday, September 18th, 2011

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Max Ehrmann – Desiderata

Statistics

Sunday, September 18th, 2011

Recent statistics say there are more than 143 million orphans worldwide, including 115,000 waiting children right here in the U.S; I’m not okay with that, are you?

I invite you to spend a little time reading some inspiring adoption stories, please share them with your friends and loved ones!

~ Blogger Martha

Birthmother’s Day Is May 12th

Thursday, September 8th, 2011

A day to recognize the thousands of women whose adoption choice give other women the opportunity to celebrate Mother’s Day.

It is appropriate that the day before Mother’s Day is recognized as a day to honor birthmother’s. In a world where thousands of children are adopted each year, it is essential to take this opportunity to show respect for the women who first loved them. While stories of adoption steal the spotlight week after week, the birthmother’s side is often left untold.

This is changing with the release of BECAUSE I LOVED YOU: A Birthmother’s View of Open Adoption (Goblin Fern Press, 2006). In the book, I share my journey in choosing adoption for my son Joe in 1985 and the growing relationship with his adoptive parents through his high school graduation. In order to dispel the myths regarding birthmother’s it’s important for people to hear the struggle women face when making this decision. for me, I began to imagine what life would be like if I kept my baby.I was lonely, worried about money, working all the time. I imagined my child wandering into neighbor’s apartments looking for friends, someone to be a father. these thoughts always lead to screaming into my pillow out of frustration. after much consideration I knew that keeping him would be for ME, but placing him for adoption was best for HIM. I loved him enough to put his needs before mine. This is what birthmother’s face, making a decision that will be hurtful to them in order to do what is best for their child.

During my quest for an answer, I met with other birthmothers and was surprised at what I heard from them. my family had been emphasizing to me that if I chose adoption, I would then be able to forget, put it behind me, get on with a normal life. While it seemed the women had indeed gone on with their lives, no one was forgetting a thing. I learned from those mothers that, yes, they did suffer loss, but what mattered most was that their babies would be happy.

I was lucky that a new wave of adoption had begun: open adoption. I had ongoing contact with my son’s adoptive family and as the trust and respect grew, so did our commitment to each other and the boy we loved. Today, over 90% of domestic adoptions are open arrangements.

This building of a relationship was celebrated at my son’s high school graduation. during the ceremony, the principal asked the parents responsible for getting their children through life to this day to stand. I sat and watched as Kathy and Jerry stood on either side of me. then, simultaneously, they looked down to me and reached out their hands. Kathy said, you belong here too, and holding my hands tight, they pulled me up to stand between them. my story mirrors that of thousands of other birthmothers, and on this special day, let us recognize their loss, their bravery, and their love.

Birthmother’s Day Is May 12th

Original Link to this story: http://thebreakingstory.com/parenting/birthmothers-day-is-may-12th/5821.html