It took us one year to decide to adopt after we went to our first agency-sponsored adoption meeting. I remember driving home from that meeting thinking "Adoption is a great option...for somebody else's family". It wasn't something that felt right for us.
Part of that was coming to terms with infertility, but truthfully, it was mostly about fear.
Fear that an adopted child would never feel like "mine".
Fear that we'd end up a horror story on the news, our child ripped from our arms and returned to a birth parent years after our adoption was complete.
Fear that I'd view adoption as a consolation prize and my child would know it.
Fear that my child would end up resenting me because I was not the "real parent".
Fear that our child would carry physical and emotional scars from orphanage or foster care that we wouldn't be able to handle.
Fear that adoption would mark us as different, that we'd never fit in with "normal" families.
I know adoption isn't for everyone, but if fear is your motivation for dismissing it without much consideration, look again. Read adoption websites and blogs, research agencies and programs, talk to other parents. If I haven't done that, I would've missed out on the chance to parent the two people I love most in this world.