I'm not afraid of being an adoptive mom. Certain concerns sneak up over time and as my daughter gets older, sure, but over the course of the 18 months my daughter has been on this planet and in our home, I haven't worried about whether she would feel loved or love me back. However, the first time she clung to my neck with her tiny arms, I realized I felt relieved to have my baby hug me for the first time.
Having a young baby involves giving another human being an endless amount of love, without receiving much in return for a pretty extended period of time. Of course, that doesn't change if your baby is adopted, either. Biological or otherwise, babies are needy. So, when they hug you for the first time it's such a lovely feeling of confirmation. You realize, in that precious moment, that all those months of feeding and rocking and burping were completely worth it. Honestly, perhaps that's the most apt description of motherhood: the longest delay of gratitude ever.
In other words, when your baby gives you a hug for the first time, it can be quite monumental. Hugs take more coordination and effort than kisses, so they feel especially well-earned when they finally arrive. Then they fill you with all the feels, including the following: