My Journey To Find My Birth Son Jamie
After my son was born I was taken to a ‘recovery room’. I don’t remember much after seeing he was taken after birth. I don’t remember being taken to this room. In this ‘recovery room’ I do remember my Mum being there after waking up — not right away, it was many times later. I remember… [Read More]
I had a revelation last night in my dreams that not only embarrasses me but makes me feel incredibly stupid. I made the last post just before I went to bed last night and woke up around 3:00 with this vision and thought ‘what was my first clue’. I was dreaming of the day I… [Read More]
The birth farther was gone, well at least out of my life, though many times I could actually see him out our kitchen window when he road up on his bike at the neighbours home. I do have to say that was difficult. Ok, so he didn’t want to be a parent at that point,… [Read More]
As much as finding out that I was pregnant at 17 (17 then is the 13 now — seriously!) I was never unhappy about it. Scared, sure, but never unhappy. The birth-father. Ah yes well once the pregnancy was confirmed I got in touch with the birth-father. To be honest I really don’t remember his… [Read More]
I remember my Mum coming into my room and asking me if I was ok. I said yes. It seemed like a strange question. Not like was I feeling ill or was there something else going on, if was simple “Are you ok?”. Then she asked me if I was pregnant. I was actually shocked by her statement. … [Read More]
I guess for me the best place to start is when I knew I was pregnant. A bit of background.. Starting when I was 12 years old my parents went on vacation for 2 months. The first year, when I was 12, my sister and brother-in-law stayed with me. When I was 13 I was… [Read More]
