Australia, August 15, 1998 On the worst day of my life, the scan couldn’t find our baby. It was supposed to be the most magical of moments – that first glimpse of our child/children – an eight-week-old embryo or embryos. Just a dot sized shadow on the screen no doubt. Or double dots. The untrained eye would doubtless miss him/her/them. But … Read More
As my children are adopted, they don’t look like me (and luckily for them haven’t inherited my funny feet). I look at them with love (of course) even though I can’t see my physical resemblance in them – or perhaps because I can’t. So I am free to pile on the praise about how beautiful my daughter is (skin deep) … Read More
In the end, the journey was as long as it needed to be. It sounds like one of those poignant closing lines from an epic story of love and adventure, the fairy tale kind with twists and turns and hopes of a happy conclusion dashed around every corner, until the narrative rounds that very last bend, the orchestra reaches its … Read More
I’ve been hiding something in the bottom drawer for a while…a manuscript for a book I’ve written about our journey through infertility and adoption. I’ll bravely push the publish button on some excerpts on my blog, and I’d love if you could let me know what you think. All feedback welcome.
NB – This post was orginally published on Tiny Buddha.com on 9 October, 2012. If you correct your mind, the rest of your life will fall into place. Lao Tsu. Long before health experts were telling us ‘you are what you eat’, even before Buddha spoke his wisdom, ‘what we think we become’, ancient Chinese sage Lao Tsu mused that … Read More
It’s national Adoption Awareness Month in Australia and I’d personally love your support for how adoption changes lives, for the better. I’ve also finally finished a video of our adoption trip to China in October/November 2010. We first journeyed to where our daughter is from in Hubei Province and had the privelege of meeting her Foster Mother. Then we travelled to Kunming in Yunnan … Read More
Lesson No 1 – You are never too old to learn, nor too young to teach I’m getting old – old to be a mother to a two and a half year old anyway! Had I given birth to him, aged 41.5, it would have been a geriatric pregnancy (don’t you just love that term!) and something of a miracle … Read More
(Or I could write a thesis on impatience) Impatience is a topic I could have written a thesis about. If only I’d been patient enough to stick at it! In suffering infertility, I WAITED a very long time (or what felt like an ETERNITY) to fall pregnant. I WAITED in doctor’s surgeries, the scent of ‘horrormones’ hanging in the air, … Read More