We Adopted a 3-Year-Old Boy – When My Husband Went to Bathe Him for the First Time, He Shouted, ‘We Must Return Him!’
After years of infertility, we adopted Sam, a sweet 3-year-old with ocean-blue eyes. But when my husband went to bathe him, he screamed, “We must return him!” Panic overtook him until I noticed the distinctive birthmark on Sam’s foot—identical to Mark’s.
The adoption process had been grueling. I handled endless paperwork while Mark focused on work. We initially wanted an infant, but then I found Sam—a boy whose eyes spoke directly to my heart. Meeting him at the agency, I felt an instant bond as he handed me a red block, a small gesture that felt monumental.
The drive home was quiet. Sam clutched a stuffed elephant, making small trumpet sounds that made Mark chuckle moments before his panic in the bathtub.
The next day, I sent DNA tests—Sam was Mark’s biological son. When confronted, Mark admitted it had been a one-night mistake years ago, a secret he never revealed. Shocked and hurt, I realized I couldn’t trust him and filed for divorce, seeking full custody.
Sam thrived despite the upheaval. We built routines filled with love, bedtime stories, and walks to the park. Mark stayed distant, sending only occasional cards.
Years later, Sam is a remarkable young man. Though his father’s betrayal altered our family, it never diminished my choice to love him. Biology or not, Sam is my son, and I would never give him up.
