This guest post is by Erin Paterson, an adoptive mother and writer.
What do these boots have to do with adopting a baby?
Before our daughter was born my husband and I spent five days in the mountains trekking under the midnight sun, hoping over ice cold streams, scrambling up large boulders, and stopping to take photographs of tiny wild flowers growing close to the ground.
We drank purified stream water and ate freeze dried food next to rocky cliffs. On the last night we pitched our tent on the beach with a million dollar view of Bennett Lake.
My hiking boots carried me over the entire 53km of trail in Northern British Columbia. It was the trip of a lifetime. Which made returning home to the depressing reality of our infertility even more difficult. Continue reading