Beyond the Adoption Triad: Being the Child of an Adoptee

In the adoption community, we hear so much about the adoption triad. For those who aren’t familiar with the term, the adoption triad refers to the connection between birth parents, adoptive parents, and adoptee. It is beautifully illustrated in this image from


In the mind of many, this may be the end all be all when speaking of the effects of adoption. However, I want to speak a little about what it’s like beyond the triad, as the child of an adoptee.

My father was adopted in 1952, during the “baby scoop era” when most adoptions were not the result of choice, but rather presented as the only option to young and/or single women who became pregnant. During this time, adoptions were almost exclusively closed adoptions. As a result, my father knew nothing about his birth parents or the circumstances surrounding his birth.

I learned my dad was adopted when I was around 9 or 10 years old, and I was so surprised by the announcement that I actually told him he was lying. He, of course, then had my grandmother tell me that he was in fact adopted. I might have told her she was lying too; I don’t recall. Looking back I can’t help but wonder what that must have felt like to her: this woman who couldn’t have children of her own and, along with my grandfather, had adopted three children and raised them well. But that’s a thought for another day.

Oddly enough, by the time I found out my dad was adopted I had already announced to my parents that I wanted to adopt and they shouldn’t expect biological grandchildren from me. I’m not fully aware of what led me to that decision when I was around 5 or 6 years old, but it’s interesting how things work out. As it would happen, I found out as an adult that it would be very difficult for me to ever get pregnant, and virtually impossible without medical intervention. Again, that’s a story for another day.

When I found out my dad was adopted, I remember almost instantly saying “you mean I have another set of grandparents?! They owe me a lot of Christmas and birthday gifts!” As I aged though, the childish and superficial feelings left and I came to feel the effects of being the child of an adoptee. I found myself consumed by the thought of what his birth parents might be like. Were they kind? Did he look like them? Did I look like them? Where were they now?

In many ways, I had the same thoughts an adoptee would have. I loved my dad’s parents. Truly, you could ask anyone who has ever known me and they would tell you that my grandparents had a bigger impact of my life than my parents in many ways. I had a closer relationship with either of them than I ever did with my own mother. I loved them, wholly and truly. But that love didn’t mean I wasn’t curious about this almost mythical set of grandparents I had out there… somewhere…

That curiosity has continued as I’ve gotten older. It wasn’t long into my adulthood that I came to the stark realization that I only knew half of my medical history. My sister and I brought up the idea of our dad looking up his birth records in hopes of finding any medical history that might exist (though sadly, given the era in which he was  adopted there was no guarantee he’d find out more than a first name for either parent if he did look up his records). He refused. His response was always that he got the two most perfect parents he could have ever had, so why would he want to look up the parents who didn’t want him. It’s especially sad to think about him making this statement and knowing that being adopted in 1952 meant that his mother may have never had the choice to raise him, so his adoption didn’t necessarily even mean he wasn’t wanted.

The realities of being the daughter of an adoptee really ripped me apart when my dad died. My sister and I loved each other but we were not especially close most of our lives. Yet, after our dad died, we were suddenly each other’s only link to him. She and my nephew were the only people I would ever have as a biological link to him. It didn’t matter that I knew all of my mom’s family. Suddenly the connection to my dad was merely a thread.

I haven’t completely let go of the possibility of looking up his birth records. Now that he’s deceased it’s actually much easier to do because his consent isn’t needed. I haven’t done it yet though. Maybe it’s fear of finding nothing. Maybe it’s fear of finding out names and then finding out they are already deceased too. But the questions still run through my head: Do I look like them? Do I have aunts and uncles out there? What about cousins? Would they want to know me?

I’m not part of the adoption triad (at least, not until we adopt), and that is important to note. But I am connected to it. Adoption is still a part of who I am.


FAQs about Our Adoption

We’ve gotten some of the same questions over and over since starting the adoption process, and I thought it would be helpful to answer them for anyone still wondering. So, here we go!


Q: Are you adopting a boy or a girl?

A: We don’t know because we have said we are open to either. Additionally, we have expressed an interest in adopting twins… so we could end up with both!

Q: Do you know the race of the child you’ll be adopting?

A: We do not. We have no put any limitations on our adoption, meaning we are open to a child or children of any race or culture.

Q: Why did you choose domestic adoption versus international?

A: Honestly, at this point in our lives, it just made the most sense for us. While we are in a position to start a family, international adoption comes with many extra costs compared to domestic adoption. Also, Matt’s set amount of vacation time would make it nearly impossible to travel for an international adoption at this point in our lives. Finally, we really wanted to adopt a newborn and that is difficult if not impossible to do through international adoption.

Q: Do you know what state you’ll be adopting from?

A: No, but we do know we will not be adopting from New York or New Jersey (this is related to their adoption laws).

Q: How much will you be sharing once you are matched?

A: We do want to be open about our adoption process, and plan to share when we match. If we know the gender when we match, we will share that. However, we are painfully aware that “our” baby won’t be our baby until he or she is born and the mother has relinquished her rights. For that reason, and out of respect for the expectant mother who chooses us, we will not be having any kind of gender reveal party, announcing a baby name, or anything else similar until the baby is legally our child. We recognize that an expectant mother has every right to choose to parent at any point in the process, and that means there is always the chance of a failed match. A failed match, if it were to happen, does not mean we won’t adopt though. It would just mean our adoption process would be slowed down.

An Open Book to the Adoption Process

Adoption is an often mysterious process. For decades, it is has been more common for family’s to stay pretty quiet about the process all the way until the point they bring a baby home. In recent years, though, as being more open about our lives through social media has become common place, many hopeful adoptive families choose to share the whole process with their friends and family – both the ups and the downs, and everything leading up to bringing home a child.

When Matt and I began the adoption process, we knew there would be plenty of questions from our friends and family. In my case, my dad was adopted but there is no history of adoption on my mother’s side of the family. This means that naturally, much of my family only knows what others they may know who’ve adopted have chosen to share about their process. Matt’s family has a broader history with adoption but primarily international adoption, meaning we knew there would be questions regarding our process since we chose to pursue domestic adoption. The vast majority of our friends either do not yet have children, or have biological children. So part of embarking on this process included making a decision about how open we would be throughout it.

We decided quite quickly that we wanted to take an open book approach to the process. We wanted to share it all, beginning to end, regardless of what hurdles or bumps in the road we could potentially encounter. We made this decision partly because of other adoptive families who have done the same. It was the openness of those families that helped us better understand what we were getting into when the time came for us to begin our pursuit of adoption. We also chose this by considering how we would approach sharing a pregnancy. If we were able to have a child biologically, we knew we wouldn’t want to keep it to ourselves. We would want to tell everyone as soon as our pregnancy was confirmed, and we’d want to celebrate every minute of that process. Not because we were oblivious to the fact things could go wrong – we could miscarry, or find out there was something wrong with the child I was carrying that would impact his or her life forever – but because starting a family is worth celebrating!


We have had people in our lives express concern about how eager we are about this process, and that it might be taking over our lives. To that we have consistently said, of course we are! And of course it is! If we were pregnant we wouldn’t hold back our excitement until we were going to the hospital to give birth. Likewise, in pursuing adoption we are not withholding excitement until we have a baby in our arms. Allow me to further explain why… we will be adopting a baby. It is how we have decided to grow our family. Is it possible we could match with an expectant mother, then she changes her mind and decides to parent her child instead of choosing adoption? YES! We are painfully aware of this possibility. We are also aware that the ideal situation for any baby is to be raised by their biological mother. Would there be grief on our end? Of course. Would it change the fact we are going to adopt a baby? Not for a second. Sure, it would slow down the process, but it wouldn’t at all change the fact we will grow our family through adoption. It is for this reason that we would rather share and celebrate every step of the process with our friends and family than to sit quietly in fear of all the “what if” scenarios.

So we will continue to choose joy, we will continue to choose hope, and we will continue to accept the possibilities that fear reminds us are there, but we will not let fear keep us quiet. Not for one second. We hope you will choose to celebrate with us too.


So, What’s a Home Study?

“So… what exactly is a home study?”

This is a question Matt and I have been getting A LOT since starting the process two weeks ago, and note that I used the word “process,” because that’s exactly what it is – a process. For people who’ve never been through it, there is a misconception that “home study” just refers to a social worker visiting your home. That’s part of it, yes, but it involves SO much more.


The home study process takes an average of eight to twelve weeks to complete, and the actual home visit(s) don’t even come until the very end. Before the visits comes a mountain of paperwork. One must get multiple background checks from different agencies (you probably cannot fully grasp how disconnected our different systems are in America if you haven’t had to do this). You need a doctor to sign off that you are healthy, and while that might sound like the easiest part of the process, if you have any diagnoses – even mild anxiety – or take daily meds for even the slightest condition, you need your doctor to attest that none of that will affect your ability to parent. And then there’s the family history. You have to talk about the kind of childhood you had, your relationship with each parent, state the personal history of every full, half, or step-sibling – regardless of whether they are a part of your life – and more. There’s also the hand-full of references from both family members and friends, residential histories, and pre-selecting guardians for your future child or children.

This part of the process can cause a great deal of stress and worry for any prospective parent, but for couples entering the adoption process after suffering infertility or pregnancy loss it can bring up a lot of bitterness as well. I don’t think it is lost on anyone – prospective adoptive parent or the friend who plans to remain childless – that those who can have biological children will likely never undergo the kind of scrutiny that comes with the home study process.

Once the paperwork is complete, a social worker will schedule one or two visits (depending on agency and the state in which the couple is adopting) to the home. During these visits they will interview the prospective parents based on all that paperwork they submitted. There will also be a home inspection to check for basic child-proofing such as outlet covers, fire alarms and extinguishers, chemicals and medications placed out of reach, and that there are no obvious hazards in the home. Once the visits are complete, the social worker will compile a document stating all that they learned about the couple and whether their home study has been approved. Only once you have an approved home study can you become active with an adoption agency.

And that, my friends, is a brief overview of what the home study entails.



Remaining Aware of God’s Strengths in a Season of Self-Awareness


Our society is deep in a season of self-evaluation and self-awareness. We are encouraged to take personality assessments to better understand ourselves, are encouraged to go to counseling to understand what memories from our life are subconsciously shaping our present behaviors… and there truly is great value in understanding those parts of us. We need to know where are strengths and weaknesses lie in order to discover the unique talents God has given to each of us. However, I think something very important for Christians is being left out of the conversation. We need to be as aware of who God is as we are aware of who we are. We need to understand that God doesn’t always call the equipped – more often He equips the called. We see it in how He works through so many imperfect individuals in scripture. When we get too wrapped up in figuring out who we are, we all too often forget who He is. 

Too frequently we are basing our beliefs about what we are capable of achieving too heavily on what we think to be true about our personality type. We end up looking like Moses at the burning bush – telling God, “no my weaknesses are too great, call on someone else because you’ve got the wrong guy.” We come up with a list of reasons we cannot succeed at an assignment; we are not skilled communicators, we are overly skeptical, we are fearful of conflict – all based on what we are told by mere men. Think also about Peter, who I’d be willing to guess might be an Enneagram 6. Sixes are full of worry and doubts. They are the skeptic, but they are also loyal. Imagine if Peter had given up after he doubted Jesus on the Sea of Galilee, if he had thought “Jesus is right, I am one of little faith, and therefore I am not qualified to serve as one of Christ’s disciples.” Peter’s doubts, his weaknesses, do not make him incapable of being such an instrumental disciple of Christ. His weaknesses are meaningless in comparison to God’s glory and God’s plan. 

In placing overemphasis on what man tells us about who we are, we forget that – through that very encounter with Moses in the book of Exodus, and through Peter’s role as a leader in the early Christian Church – God is teaching us that our weaknesses don’t matter when it comes to God’s plan for our lives. He knows our strengths and weaknesses better than any personality test. To think that God would call us to something we’re not capable of is preposterous. We have to stop focusing so much on what we believe we’re capable of and remember what God is capable of. There are plenty of scenarios where it is appropriate to say no if we don’t feel capable of completing a task well. There will be plenty of moments when you feel doubt about your ability and God’s plan. Yet regardless of all that, we must never say no to God’s calling for us.  

Our Roadmap to Adoption

So many of my friends and family know I have wanted to adopt for much of my life. It made me so happy to find out my now-husband had an equal passion for adoption when we met. Given that many who know us were aware of this mutual desire before we were married, we’ve been asked a lot since March if we have started the process, etc. so I decided it was time to formally fill you all in.


This image from Adopt-Connect does a great job of laying out the general process, but in regards to our individual process there would be an added step between “evaluate” and “home study” – finding an adoption consultant. While consultants are not required for the process, I know many people who’ve used them to help make the process less intimidating and for the education they offer regarding grants, fundraising, and interest-free loans available to adoptive families. We are currently preparing to cross “find an adoption consultant” off our list and move onto the home study!

Now that I’ve explained what our process will look like, I want to address some more specifics about adopting and our desires to adopt:
1. For us, this was never a “second choice” or backup plan! While there are many people who do make the choice to pursue every possibility for having a biological child before choosing adoption, that wasn’t our choice. I have known since early adulthood that the odds of me having a biological child without medical assistance were slim, and while this was a difficult thing for me to accept initially I have gotten to a place where I don’t feel the grief of infertility often (if ever). While we would be overjoyed to have a biological child without intervention, we would rather spend the money we could spend attempting IVF to give a loving home to a child who needs one.
2. Fundraising doesn’t wait until you are matched!! Consulting agencies present your adoption profile to every adoption agency they work with to give families the best chance at the speediest process possible. For this reason, waiting until you are matched to fundraise would put you WAY behind. We will be pursuing grants along with considering interest-free loans for adoption, but we will likely do some fundraising to supplement what we are saving for this process. Many families start fundraising as soon as their home study is complete, because once that is done you are “ready” to adopt at any time. We will likely do the same.
3. Lastly, there are rumors out there that there are too many families wanting to adopt domestically and not enough children up for adoption to meet the demand. The truth is there are many, many, MANY babies who need to be adopted – there just aren’t many caucasian babies who are also free of prenatal drug exposure or history of mental illness available for adoption. Lucky for us, we don’t require that the baby we adopt look just like us!

I hope this has given you some insight both on our process and adoption in general. You can expect more adoption related posts in the future as we continue with the process and once we have completed our adoption.


Word of the Year or Work of the Year?

When choosing my word of the year for 2018, I considered a few things: I thought about what I was needing, what my goals were, but most of all I thought about what I felt God was calling me to. I was fresh out of eating disorder treatment, had largely isolated myself during the months beforehand when I was sick, and was really trying to discern what greater purpose I was supposed to serve. After a lot of consideration, I settled on ‘community’ for a few reasons.


One reason being an obvious response to what I state above – I had isolated myself as a result of my eating disorder, and something brought up a lot in eating disorder treatment is the need for community (isolation breeds illness). I was also feeling called to be more involved in my Church community throughout last year, and although that took a hit when I was sick I knew I wanted to be more actively involved as soon as the new year began.

As the year progressed, I focused on building a sense of community. As an introvert, part of that was putting myself out there to meet new people and broaden my circle of friends. It also involved deepening connections with existing friends, which lead me to join a discipleship group with some young women I already knew at church. I put myself out there, going to events where I knew no one and trying to get to know new people. I practiced radical honesty with friends new and old in an effort to connect more meaningfully. However, no matter how much I put myself out there, I found myself still lacking a sense of community.

It didn’t make sense to me. I felt like I was doing all of the things that cultivate community. How could I be so involved, be broadening my circle, and NOT feel like I had a true sense of community?? As it turned out, it doesn’t matter how much of a community you build around yourself – if you lack a sense of belonging you will lack a sense of community, because deep down they are the same thing. Ultimately what I interpreted as a need for community was actually a need for belonging. I didn’t feel like anyone actually liked me and I based my belonging on that when the truth is that I belong simply because I am a beloved child of God.

I wish I could say this realization was all it took for that sense of belonging to finally take hold, but that wouldn’t be real life. While I have come to recognize my need to truly identify as a beloved child of God and feel secure in the belonging that is inherent in that identity, I still have to exercise this mindset. Much like “the power of positive thinking,” the more you practice it the more natural it will become. So for the remaining five months of the year that is what I’ll be focusing on. My word of the year turned into my “work” of the year, and that’s okay. Because honestly, we pick our word of the year as something we aspire to and becoming what we aspire to be takes work. So while I could stubbornly cling to a word I chose to represent 2018, I’m choosing the “work” and the growth that will come by shifting my focus instead.



Blog Series: Delve into the Disfavor


Recently in my discipleship group we had a lesson that was paired with John 15:5-7. While this is a favored verse for many, I was not the only one in the group who expressed disfavor for this verse. However, I had by far the strongest feelings about it. After being confronted with this verse four separate times in the same week it showed up in discipleship group, I decided that I needed to delve into my disfavor toward it. This also inspired me to decide to have an on-going blog series called Delve into the Disfavor, which will focus on verses that I or many Christians struggle with and my thinking through of what shaped my feelings toward those verses. I hope this helps others delve into the reasoning behind their own discomfort with certain verses. So here we go!

I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing. If anyone does not abide in me he is thrown away like a branch and withers; and the branches are gathered, thrown into the fire, and burned. If you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you.
John 15:5-7 (ESV)

There are a couple parts of this passage that rubbed me the wrong way for many years. First, I believe “apart from me you can do nothing” is difficult for anyone who isn’t firm in their faith to hear in a largely post-Christian society that promotes the idea that we all have control over the direction of our lives. Especially during my time separated from the church, I fully believed that it was I (and possibly the people I knew) who controlled the route my life would follow. Even once returning to church and rediscovering my faith, I think fully giving in to the belief that God has full control over our lives was one of the hardest parts because as humans we crave control. While we can try to control our paths, ultimately we are most fulfilled when we give ourselves to God to be used for the purpose he has intended for us.

Second, I have struggled with being able to believe the last verse of the passage, “If you abide in me, and my words abide in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you.” Some of the life events that surrounded me separating myself from the church included my parents’ bitter divorce, my grandmother dying of cancer, and my dad being diagnosed with cancer. It felt like no matter how much I prayed, no matter how many times I asked God to heal a situation I was affected by, it fell on deaf ears. This ended up having quite the effect on my life views. It was after I returned to church as an adult that I took a new approach to prayer. I had spent my whole life praying that God would change how things affected me, but I never prayed that his plan would be played out. I never prayed for the best interest of the other person/people. Shortly after I returned to church, I began praying for others instead of myself. Instead of asking God to help someone see that I was good for them, I prayed that God help someone work through whatever struggles they were facing in the way that best served that. If I started to think “I wish God would make ______ situation with so-and-so work out in _______ way,” I would stop myself and instead pray that the situation worked out in the way God knew was best.

So when I was confronted by this passage in discipleship group after having not paid it much attention since returning to church, I had a reaction of disfavor because it brought up a lot of baggage I still carried from past life experiences. Delving into this disfavor helped me see this passage for the positive, encouraging word of God that it is.


Who I Am and Why I’m Here

Hi! I wanted to do a quick introduction before I start my official blog posts.


I’m Jennifer Konyn. Newlywed, Nashville Native, and community volunteer. My husband and I currently live in my childhood home on seven wooded acres in the Nashville neighborhood of Bells Bend.

I have been feeling a strong pull towards sharing my stories, thoughts, and experiences for the purpose of helping others know they are not alone. I also have recently felt that I have many thoughts on Christian living that I’m not hearing elsewhere, and think it is important to discuss those.

My plan for this blog is to consist mostly of faith related posts, but also general lifestyle posts to keep things light. Some things you will not find on this blog: perfectly styled professional photographs for every post, fashion posts, or any idea that things are all rainbows and kittens in my world. I value AUTHENTICITY, and that means I’m going to keep it real with you. I’m going to talk about sad stuff, heavy stuff, uncomfortable stuff… because we live in a world that is placing far too much value on “insta-perfect” lives and not nearly enough focus on REAL LIFE. I will add a little disclaimer that I do not intend this blog to be a place to discuss my political views, but I suspect that given the nature of some topics on my heart my political views may occasionally be made known. However, I ask that you help me to ensure that political views never become the main takeaway or topic of conversation from my posts.

I look forward to everything the future holds for this blog.