Shattered, shattered, shattered - we take baby out in storm Ellen and Mummy becomes deliriously happy in her state of exhaustion as a rainbow forms in front of us and points towards the soft play area where we first met our baby girl.
Category: Adoption
Sometimes in life we need to go backwards in order to move forward.
Life has a funny way of taking you in different directions and this time my path saw me doing something I vowed I would never do again.........go back to school!
A letter to the Prime Minister
I’m writing to you this National Adoption Week with only one political matter in mind and rest assured that it certainly isn’t Brexit!
Leave or remain the final hearing.
And finally in the same week as the ‘Bo Jo’ courtroom saga the 'Jo Jo' courtroom battle played out too. Adoption’s very own version of Brexit - should the baby we are matched with remain with his foster carers or leave and come to us.
Cloudy with a chance of a storm.
In our story this particular 'Jobsworth' actually raised a very interesting debate at our expense, subsequently placing our entire adoption on hold and causing what one can only describe as a 'professional shit storm'.
Son or Sun, fight or flight?
When the Meerkat panics the owl flies away (this part of the brain shuts down) hence leaving us temporarily without adequate impulse control and rational judgement.
Hit me…..baby one more time?
In true Magnus Magnusson style I will continue to write my story to the very end, even if it is a flipping novel, (with tragic undertones) by the time I finish!
