My Grandma was adopted. She said that she knew she was wanted because of all the things her parents went through to take her in.
Couple years back when my wife and I were told we could not have children, we considered it, but I ran into some people that had adopted a Crack Baby. Insurrance refused to pay for the child's medical care, they lost nearly everything trying to pay for everything the kid needed. In the end the child- last I heard, had died of SIDs. It was very sad.
Know a few carpenters that have adopted multiple kids and all but one speaks highly of the children, loves them, finds them great and wonderful.
Coyote6 has three adopted sisters, his cousins actually. He loves them greatly, as does his- excuse me, their mom.
Adopting- near as I can tell, is a crap shoot. You throw the dice and you win or lose, in the end you live with what you rolled.
Oh, FWIW- I feel the need to brag here- my wife is seven weeks along. Doctors told us it was about a million to one, but we did it.

Out of work, 220k in debt, trying to change careers, going to school, lost a friend, stressed out, depressed, all that is pushed aside a little for the idea that I might one day in the near future be a Dad.
