Being a biological parent and an adoptive parent isn’t at all comparable.
My son came to me at 18 months old, he’s now six, he’s doing brilliantly right now, but he will likely never be ‘okay’. His parenting needs are different, he needs therapeutic parenting, even when I’m knackered, stressed and he is being a bloody nightmare and pressing every button. Even now I’m finding things he is yet to experience that have caused gaps in his development, one is a need for certain sensory experiences, specifically rocking and general proprioception, he’s currently barrel rolling on the spot at a soft play (aka hell on earth) and has been for a few minutes, he’ll if left to his own devices do that until we leave. He has issues around resources, you can’t take anything off him, he needs to always have access to food and drink, including in his room as he sometimes needs to secretly eat and drink, at school he has to be watched very carefully because he will eat out of the bins.
He has a very good attachment to me, I’m very lucky that he can be babysat by people he knows well. If he doesn’t know them well its a disaster, it took months to slowly build nursery up from an hour a day to four short days a week. For the first term of school he would be so distressed he would vomit, I missed so much work I nearly lost my job. If his both his teacher and the clas TA are off (this has happened a few times since covid) he can’t go to school.
He pushes me to test my attachment to him, he will scream, shout, tell me he hates me, spit at me, hit me and kick me. He’s doing it because he needs to know that I do love him, that I’m not leaving, that no matter what he has done he’ll still get a cuddle, a kiss or a rock.
Compared to the other children at our adoption group he is (currently) fairly easy, there aren’t any signs of FASD, ASD, ADHD or ADD at the moment.
He now has a little sister, she was born in November, when we visit her he is lovely, gives her cuddles, helps bathe her and is generally very positive. Thats because he sees her in her foster home, not his home. I’ve now set up the cot and a few things so they’ve been in our home for a while before she comes home. Those items are obviously a threat to my son, his security and his main resource me, so it will be very challenging when she moves in.
You have to consider that the birth family and foster carers become part of your family. As well as pictures of us on display we have pictures of his foster carers, his birth mum, I talk about them, he tells people about them. My son didn’t join me and become my family, I became part of his.
He is hard work, but I don’t know any different, to me my parenting experience is completely normal, yes its stressful and I get tired, but I enjoy and I love being his Dad.