So, every year around my DD's birthday, I experience a good bit of sadness. We adopted her from China and they can only estimate her age when she was found.
I feel for her Birth Mother/Family who knew that they couldn't keep her. I know that is a normal reaction, but the second part that really bothers me is that I'll never really know her birthday. They can only estimate her age when she was found and every year I find myself with all these mixed emotions. DD is 10 but has not yet put together the part about not knowing her real birthday and as every child does, looks forward to her birthday. I don't let my emotions get in the way of her good time, but really struggle with this as I so identify with my own birthday. I know that someday she will come to the conclusion that her birthday is unknown and hope that I can portray this as just something else that makes her special, but don't feel that way myself.