Enough.
Adopters, here is the truth.
Adopting won't cure your infertility. I can't stop anyone from buying babies, unfortunately, but I can promise everyone who does that it won't fill that bottomless empty hole in them.
Raising someone else's child may be mothering, but it doesn't make you a mother. One is a verb. You can achieve the verb. Anyone can. The other is a title, and the only way you'll ever earn that title is to give birth. And that's just a plain fact. Deep inside, you know it as well as I do, and that's why you behave so wretchedly and so rudely and so hatefully and so defensively when you find yourself dealing with adult adoptees who stray from the standard happy-sappy adoption fairy tale. You see your future, and it scares you and shames you to your core.
The babies you buy won't ever look like you or sound like you or think like you or act like you. They won't have your talents or characteristics. It's unlikely they'll share your passions and interests. Because they are not YOURS. They are not OF you. You didn't make them or grow them or give birth to them. They don't share your DNA, your blood, your genetic makeup. As time goes by, these things will become increasingly apparent, and they will cause you pain and frustration. You'll feel cheated. And you know who'll suffer the brunt of that? Your children--even though NONE of it is their fault.
You can deny it all at the top of your lungs. It makes no difference. Another woman's child is not yours. It never will be.
Adoption claims to be about finding families for babies. It is not. If it were, there would be no children in foster care and private infant adoption would not exist. Adoption is about finding babies for selfish, self-superior, unhealthy, emotionally-stunted adults who can't accept or cope with disappointment and who feel entitled to children even though the universe has clearly said, "NO."