My Dear President, First, I must thank you. For the first time in long 8 years, I can admit that I do again have a president. I like that I can feel proud to be an American again. We have been waiting for you. Now I know you have too many things on your plate right now and in the scheme of things, what I ask from you probably will…
I’m American and I indeed, think it is very important for the US government to do something about this mess the health care industry is in and that I have to suffer for.
Sometimes adoption just confuses me. Not in the regular old sense like “how does all this corruption continue and why won’t so many people bother to see the so logical truth” or “how exploitive and sleazy will agencies have to get before moms see through their tricks?”, but in the tradition of the Talking Heads: Well how did I get here? The fact remains that the relinquishment of my son…
I made my “debut” on the the multi author adoption blog: “Finding the Road to Truth: how I came to be the Birthmther that I am” And then, there was another one! Birtmother Commentary: on and off-line
Maybe it was because I spent almost two hours on last Tuesday evening talking to a reporter about how my seemingly very progressive agency was using acceptable, but subtly coercive tactics to point me only relinquishment, and it weakened my inner stone wall. Maybe it is because it’s almost Mother’s Day as well and between having lost my own mother many years ago, plus being a mother who lost one…
There was a good article shared by Dawn on Facebook form the Boston Globe: Can a mother get a break? Essays wonder why women are so hard on each other. The whole pretense is something I have been wondering about and have pondered for some time, of course, in pretense of being a birthmother and how society decrees who deserves to be a mother.
This story begins here:” How to Begin a BirthMother: Chapter 1 To tell him that I was having his child and giving it up for adopton, giving him no choice on the matter, because the timing was too late was unfair. I actually wrote that ignorance was bliss. I suppose it is, in a way. He knows nothing of all that was felt. In his memory, if I am in…
….that I do. Sometimes it only might make sense to me, but eh, I’m usually pretty open, so I explain. I have offered and was accepted most openly to write for an multi author adoption blog. How can I say this most PC like.. it’s a bit more happy adoption then one might expect me to want to write for…but.. as I defended my reasoning to actively particiapte on Adoption.com…
I was combing through my adoption information link list and the list for AAI caught my eye. For many of us, we “began” online on MSN Groups..Adoption, Adoption Insights, Anti-Adoption Insights. The first few years of my online existence were over at those places. They are where I learned to write. It’s where I learned… I clicked it and the site was gone.
This story begins here:” How to Begin a BirthMother: Chapter 1 We did keep on seeing each other. In fact, most of the trysts and dates and sex, happened after I was with child. Every time I would tell myself that I just had to tell him and I never could though it stuck on the tip of my tongue like a bad sore. Now I am a small person…
This story begins here:” How to Begin a BirthMother: Chapter 1 I returned home from New York City, hastily packed, defeated, depressed, and full of fear. Back to my room, back to the life of which I so wanted to get away from and this time without any dreams of escape. My physical load much lighter, but my heart filed with failure and regrets, now fearful and more doubtful of…
This story begin’s here:” How to Begin a BirthMother: Chapter 1“ My parents probably should never have married. I think that they were not well matched at all. Married at 23, I think my mom did it to escape her own parent’s house. She never did get very far, always living within a few miles of her own parents house, but she at least, had her own home to rule….
Inspired by a ring and a stone… here’s a story for you…. CVL Pitts married Isabella Hencher. Both were born in 1848 and are my great grandparents. They lived in upstate NY. Any other info would be greatly appreciated. Oh I have information for you! Charles V.L. Pitts lived in Kingston NY. He was a Jeweler who had a store .. C.V.L Pitts and Sons @314 Wall Street in the…
If you haven’t heard, the South Dakota House of Representitives voted yes the other night with the vote as: YEAS 37, NAYS 32 on Senate Bill 153 to: Provide procedures by which adopted persons may obtain their original birth certificates and the contact preference of birth parents aka: OPEN the ADOPTION RECORDS! Unseal the Original Birth Certificates! Now before we get to ahead with the “whoo hoos” ( which I…
This will not make sense unless you begin here: Becoming a Birthmother Chapter1 Now I had a great secret in my life. It was beyond exciting. Ah, yes…I had him. The real games began. The pattern of our affair began to emerge. By day, I was the ever eager little worker bee. Now, even more desperate, to please my mighty employer. Working late took on new meaning. I would manage…