Starting again

I decided I'd create a new blog. Got a few others along with Twitter, facebook, googlewave, myspace et al. Can you tell I'm a social network junkie? lol

Anyway - this blog is going to be about adoption through my eyes and my experiences of it.

I'm mother to two children through adoption and it's been an interesting and rewarding journey so far. I'll maybe start from when I got married so you can follow the whole journey. It's long, it's sometimes sad, so be prepared :) The first post about my journey is dated November 21 2009 so go back to here if you want to read from the start.

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What's 30 years or so?

This is the day, 30 years ago, that I sat in a hospital bed, confused, bemused, besotted... At 1:49am on August 10th 1981 I gave birth to JC. Some 6 weeks premature, very small even for that gestation & with a fighter's strength he hung on to life with a determination belied by his size. He was delivered naturally, suddenly and still in the amniotic sac. The nurses wrapped him up in a warm blanket and then silver foil. They held him out to show me with the words "here's your son, you probably won't see him again". These are not words you want to hear when you've just given birth to your first child. These are actually words you just never want to hear.

They were wrong though.

I got married...

Once the calm after the storm had arrived we sat down to plan what should be done. I was about 12 weeks pregnant and abortion wasn't an option in my mind. After much discussion it was decided we'd get married. So amid a flurry of activity my mother and one of my sisters organized a wedding for us. I did get to do a few things but it was not your normal process, the bride was distinctly not the focus of this day. I left school within a few days of finding out and I really can't recall too much if what I did with the next few weeks. Bit of a haze there, wonder why lol