I am (and will always be) in awe at how it all worked out, and how it is that they came to be mine, the timing etc. And yes, I used to talk a lot about it, with my friends. Over time, I stopped and just talked about daily life. I am quite likely to be found having a conversation about my kids special needs/learning diffs etc, with a friend, but not adoption so much unless it comes up in relation to that. But online (especially on here) I do talk alot about adoption, and I think I'll continiue to do so. And I do think about adoption quite a lot as well.
I have never forgotten my children are adopted in the sense that Mary's mum did - thinking/assuming they are biologically mine. But, I don't look at them and think 'adopted' either. I just don't think about it, if that makes sense, until it comes up somehow. In my head, they are just my children, not 'my adopted children'. Although it wasn't like that in the first months of placement - there was a definite transition in my head from thinking the latter to thinking the former, as I came to love them and we became a proper family
I'm not sure about appreciation. I don't have any biological children, so it's not like I have anything to compare with really. I think after going through the heartache of being childless and wanting children, a long and emotional process to get them, and after struggling and thinking about disrupting one adoption, I don't take parenthood for granted, IYSWIM. I do appreciate my parenthood very much in that sense. I also moan a lot about my kids (their behaviour specifically). As Kew said, i felt it wrong to say 'this is hard' at first, but not now! However, I've never done what my neighbour does, which is say when they have difficult behaviour "oh god, why don't I just put them up for adoption?" That makes me uncomfortable. Although that might be because she knows nothing about adoption