Mary, Did You Know?

Extremely powerful and truthful post.

Musings of a Birthmom by Jennifer Wachowski

While sitting around playing games on my phone the other day, my youngest daughter started to talk about her upcoming choir concert for school. She was excited to perform the songs they had learned and gave me a sneak peek of the upcoming show. When the preview was over she sighed and said, “Do you know what my favorite Christmas song is?” I didn’t so I told her so. She replied, “Mary, Did You Know?”

This surprised me a bit as it really isn’t a traditional Christmas song that a 13 year-old would like so much for it to be her favorite Christmas song.

Because of the upcoming Christmas holiday, I would like to incorporate this song into the message I am giving.

If this is not a song you are familiar with, you can listen to it HERE.

The lyrics (provided by Metro Lyrics) are:

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About Wsbirthmom

I was a single mom to my elementary aged daughter and in 2011 I became a mother of unnecessary infant adoption loss. No matter how trapped, hopeless, frustrated and overwhelmed I felt before placing my son, all those feelings combined are no comparison to the grief and the loss of him we have felt post-placement. And no one, and nothing could have prepared me for it. I have been forever changed. The old me is gone, dead really, and so is the old life - something no one ever mentioned would happen. This will affect many generations to come, this and so many more adoption truths were never mentioned to me. So many things that could have been disclosed to me that would have allowed me to make a 'fully informed' decision, were kept from me by the agency - Gladney. The things I've learned about the billion dollar adoption industry since losing my son, have opened my eyes to the ever so clever persuasive coercive tactics used by many adoption agencies and attorneys, which I have experienced first hand and didn't even know it was happening, until it was too late. If you need a password for a protected post, please email me at wsbirthmom at g mail dot com. I've been personally cyber stalked and attacked by women who have adopted who I have never met, in an attempt to ruin my children's chance of knowing each other, and they've succeeded along with many other factors. Let's just say, it's been quite a 'ride' - but the ride has taken a hard left turn. I will keep telling my and other natural mothers & sharing adult adoptee's truths of their adoption experiences until the laws are changed and made 'fair' to natural families or until the day I take my last breath here on this earth. I started reaching out to pregnant mothers in crisis who were looking for adoption information. I began helping mothers see that their situations are so temporary and adoption, is a permanent solution - and usually always unnecessary. I've started a grass roots organization called Saving Our Sisters. It is comprised of adopted persons, mothers of adoption loss and even adoptive parents who believe that family preservation should always be the first focus, and that separation by adoption should always be a last last resort. We are PRO #familypreservation, PRO mother and child. If you would like to find us on Facebook, here is the address: https://www.facebook.com/adoptionSOS/
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1 Response to Mary, Did You Know?

  1. maryanne says:

    “Mary Did You Know” is not at all my taste in Christmas music, so I do not find its lyrics inspiring. The Christmas Carol that has always invoked images of loss of child to me is the Coventry Carol, a medieval carol written for the Coventry Mystery Play. It commemorates the massacre of the Holy Innocents by King Herod, who ordered all children under age 2 slain in a failed attempt to eradicate the Christ Child. It is a lullabye of loss, in that case to death, but can evoke any loss of a baby to circumstances and the times. You can find many versions on YouTube, but here are the lyrics. A blessed Christmas and New Year to all.

    Lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
    By, by, lully, lullay.
    Lullay, Thou little tiny Child.
    By, by, lully, lullay.

    O sisters, too, how may we do,
    For to preserve this day;
    This poor Youngling for whom we sing,
    By, by, lully, lullay.

    Herod the King, in his raging,
    Charged he hath this day;
    His men of might, in his own sight,
    All children young, to slay.

    Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee,
    And ever mourn and say;
    For Thy parting, nor say nor sing,
    By, by, lully, lullay.

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