I agree, training seems to be designed to bash out any hope of having a "normal" or even enjoyable parenthood. If you have any competence or realism, it seems they are determined to keep pressing on that until they force you to admit adopting a child is a futile exercise that means you will ruin your life! I guess it does have the capacity for that, so I saw it as the hot coffee warnings they put on cups. Yes, the coffee is hot, but with care, it's a nice thing to have, even if other people seem to just have very safe and sweet iced frappes. We also need to sometimes add extra sugar to make it work for us! Not that kids are coffee, and I won't labour the metaphor, but hopefullly you get my gist. The process also sometimes reminded me of that Simpsons driving school scene- " we will break you down, then build you up to be responsible citizens. Then break you, build you up, break you, then lunch. And if there is time afterwards, we will build you up again."
Don't get me wrong, my life has turned upside down since our two have joined us, and our parenting looks very little like other people's parenting, but we enjoy it a lot. "On paper" our two seem a bit trickier, and boy oh boy do we require patience, but they are hilarious and energetic and full of life in a way that I can't imagine what we would do all day without them. When I write down things that have happened or some typical behaviours for professionals to get them help and support, it reads like a worst case scenario, but for the most part we actually just sort of muddle along just fine. Yes, one of them weed on the rug specifically because he was angry. We also got him to clean it up, and made it into an ongoing joke about how only animals wee on the floor, can you see snail wee etc. We have strategies to deal with it and a thick skin, and we are getting better at it every day. We also debrief and plan like absolute lunatics, but we did that anyway. My life is lists.
I think it is easy to forget that at the end of the day, the children to be adopted have their own personalities and are people with their own quirks, interests and foibles, which in itself makes it odd because these are already formed. Sometimes i think it can be a bit like that show married at first sight! If you started living intimately with a stranger, of course it would be weird and would look different to the high-school sweethearts who live next door. It took years and years for me to learn to know as much as I do about my partner, what they like and the reasons behind their actions, and it's the same with adopted kids- its a long term thing. I often think that on some levels there is more consent and cooperation that requires a very different style of parenting because they get to see you at a time when you are new to parenting but they are experts at being a kid.
The very process of adoption is also very weird and isolating, as well as intrusive, which really isn't for everybody, and I think they do need to emphasise that. For example, one year on and we still have social worker visits regularly, but now I make them come with us to the park and nursery pick up for walking talking meetings because I'm so over sitting down with tea and biscuits whilst the kids bounce around us like hyperactive chipmunks. It's useful because the SW now regularly hears about his nursery shennanigans from someone apart from me, but the nursery teacher sure gives me strange looks when I bring along the 3rd social worker in 2 weeks to pick up. Social workers are interested in protecting the placement, of course, but that comes with your wellbeing and happiness too. The shift in attitude after placement feels much better, because we feel less like the idea of a family is being dangled in front of us to be taken away, and more like we can now ask things of them to protect our family unit.
You can also find fellowship in places that open up to you as you move through the process- so you have access to various support networks and people who "get it" once you are placed.
As a notw of hope, in terms of having kids, I think our lives are relatively normal although we are still in the early days. 6 months in and we are planning domestic holidays, we go on regular days out, we take the kids out to plenty of events etc. We spend an inordinate amount of money on baked potato goods, and a ridiculous amount of time at park (definitely more than average), and an obscene amount of time discussing/watching various emergency service vehicles, but we like it so far.