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Hey! That's my information!

...I wasn't sure how the other girl now newly outed as an adoptee to a complete stranger would react, but I needn't have worried. She turned to the other, hands on hips and said the following in a calm but confident manner.. 

"Hey! You can't just go round telling people that stuff! That's private. That's my information! It's up to me who I tell about that OK?"


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Bounce Back Blog: Equally Best


...." The notion that the father trumped everything simply because of ‘blood’ made me feel vulnerable and I confess fleetingly made me consider if my new role as a father could ever be quite as significant without that blood tie...

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7 Years

My mother lived to just 62, far too young of course and her death seemed illogical and unjust at the time. However, just how young she was is only now starting to sink in - more than 16 years later.

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Coping Mechanisms

We spend a considerable amount of time thinking about and trying to work with our children's coping mechanisms. What I didn’t give enough consideration to was how I would feel about giving up my own coping mechanisms that, until I was 44, had kept me safe and stable. 

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Terminology that comes easy

I admit that  I am an older mum, but my brain hasn't gone to mush. I am not stupid, in fact I am quite clever - so why does the playground expectation and language floor me every time?   

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All Was Good.

My siblings and I grew up being told by many around us what good parents we had and I guess we have always accepted that at face value...

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Letter Box Contact.

Yearly letter box contact has been agreed and we diligently get the boys to write Christmas cards for birth Mummy and Daddy - regardless of indifference from our oldest and huge resistance from his younger brother - in addition we put pen to paper and write a letter updating them on the boys past year.

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Is It Me, Or...?

At half term, I decided to put one of my kids in clubs while the other had 1:1 time with me. The elder went first and all was well, as I had expected. After a day away from his brother, with whom he is locked in war, he felt nourished, attended to, happy. I had been able to let him make more choices than usual and he really rose to that. 

The youngest, however, presented me with a very different day out. 

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