Don’t call this mama a saint because doing so devalues the life of her daughter. I think hers is a voice that needs to be heard:
My husband and I adopted a daughter from overseas who has special needs. She is significantly visually impaired, has epilepsy and is significantly delayed.
I want you to know that I am not a saint for wanting this child and it really burns my butt when you make me sound like one. When people tell me what an angel I am for adopting my daughter, it makes her sound like a huge burden. Otherwise, why would it be so noteworthy for me to love her? She’s not a burden. She’s a blessing. Every day, no matter what happens.