My Journey To Find My Birth Son Jamie
I know I am jumping around on my posts so I am going to start a new thread to talk about finding my birth son. Right now I want to tell you something magical that happened to me. In all the years since I found and met my son he has never called on my birthday. … [Read More]
My husband and I were watching an episode of Two and a Half Men tonight and showed Judith’s water break and her husband slip on it. It brought back a memory… I remember that as the pregnancy went on I got more and more to the point that I had to pee all the time. It… [Read More]
I was going through my blog posts tonight and a memory came back. Sorry that it jumps around. First, after my son was given up for adoption at birth without consent, as soon as I was healthy enough I left my parent’s home. I had no contact with them except for an “intervention’ type of meeting at… [Read More]
On June 8th I sent another letter to the doctor who delivered my son asking him for help. In this letter I spoke to him as an adult birth mother instead of a crazed young woman wanting her birth son back. Of course it was to late to get him back — I was only hoping… [Read More]
I always knew that my parents and the doctor who delivered my son had something to do with him being given up for adoption. I felt it in the depth of my soul. After my Mum died I went to my father numerous times over the years to ask for help. He claimed no knowledge of… [Read More]
As I said in my last post, I finally realized that IF I wanted to find my son I had to straighten out my life. It was really not a matter of accepting what had been done, my son being giving up for adoption without my consent, it was more that IF I had any… [Read More]
For weeks and weeks, months and months, after my son was given up for adoption I was drowning my pain in alcohol and prescription drugs. Of course I know where the alcohol came from, but no idea where the prescription drugs came from since my doctor kicked me out of his office and told me… [Read More]
After I left the doctors office I went back to may parents home and packed up what belongings I needed and moved in with my girlfriend. I didn’t want to have anything to do with them. I could not be in the same room with them. My girlfriend was a rock in all of this. Had… [Read More]
What I remember before I left the hospital: 1. Did I want my son circumcised. I said yes because I had read up on the benefits of this being done. It was all part of taking care of the child I expected to take home with me. 2. Did I want to name him. Yes I… [Read More]
I have to tell you that each post I write brings up lost memories, and/or brings up huge amounts of emotion because of what I can remember, and what I cannot remember about my sone being taken away from me and given up for adoption. It is so hard. After my post last night I had… [Read More]
