I found my birthparents over 10 years ago. My father was SO happy as he never wanted to release me in the first place. My mothers family made him sign papers because he was 21 and she my mom was underage and back in the 60's that held some severe penalties. He said he looked for me many times, even went to the adoption agency and left his name. When I went to the same adoption agency they said no one ever came looking....

I hired a private investigater to find my birthparents....He and I have had a wonderful relationship ever since we got together.
My mother on the other hand.....
The first time we talked on the phone she cried. Then she put up the wall and said I was the worst mistake of her life and she never wanted to see me again. I gave her space and a little while later I sent her some pictures of my kids and told her I understood and didnt want anything from her. I told her it would be nice to meet in person just once and she wrote me the nastiest letter I have ever gotten. She said she didnt want to see my kids and if I wanted to see her after she said she didnt want to see me, then I obviously was emotionally ill and needed a psychologist.
I have since stayed sadly away.
We had a weird thing happen though. My half-sister from my father met my half-brother from my mother (I did make positive contact with him and he was very happy to have another sister). When these 2 met (they are not related by blood in anyway!) they had an encounter that left me having a full neice from my 2 half siblings...
So now my blood mother shares a grandchild with my blood father.... its come full circle and they see each other from time to time. I do not go to my neices birthday parties because I do want to upset my mother.
Its a strange weird situation that is hard to explain without it sounding like a Jerry Springer show... but in reality, there is no family "get together" going on. Im just the wild card in the lot. It would be like one of my kids marrying one my step kids, except my brother and my sister were never step siblings....
OK..now you all know what a sorted life I live!