Adopted or biological- they are ALL your own.
I have had the joy of giving birth to three children. They were placed in my heart long before they were placed in my arms. Long before they drew their first breath they were prayed for. We waited expectantly for months before we looked into their eyes.
I have also had the joy of adopting seven daughters. They, too, were placed in my heart long before they were placed in my arms. They were prayed for long before I heard their voice. We waited expectantly for months before we looked into their eyes.
Granted our adopted daughters were not babies. The youngest came home at five years old and the oldest was just shy of fourteen. They came to us with broken hearts and broken dreams. They have carried burdens I will never understand. But they came with the same desire that all kids (and adults) have- the desire to be loved. Just as with a newborn, they wanted to be held, protected and provided for. They wanted to feel safe.They wanted to be wanted.
My kids are just that- my kids. All entrusted to us for a season. All bring their own 'specialness' to our family and makes us better people. Each a special gift from the God who knew us long before we were formed. I hope to one day meet this couple again so that I can tell them the real truth-
God places children in the families He has chosen. Sometimes He does that through birth and sometimes He does that through adoption.