
I find today bittersweet - I gained a son, but Tummy Mummy irrevocably lost one, and that is so sad for her and Little Prince. I remember putting him to bed three years ago, on the night before his adoption day, and crying thinking that this was the very last night EVER he would go to bed as a Looked After Child or Child in Care. From that day on he would have a mummy, daddy, sisters and a whole family who will love him forever and keep him safe. While I would never, ever forgo the experience of parenting Little Prince, I fervently wish that he could have had the safe, loving care every child deserves from his birth family, and never had to go through the trauma and loss that he did. Or I wish somehow that he could have been born to me and Mr Messy so that he would have been safe from the moment he was conceived, but then he wouldn't be the fabulous wonderful little boy that he is. I hope that as he grows up he can somehow come to terms with what has happened to him and why, and be secure in the knowledge that mummy and daddy love him to the moon and back, no matter what. And that despite the fact that she couldn't keep him safe, so does Tummy Mummy.
2 comments:
Thats a lovely personal post, I was very touched. I hope you enjoy your cake and celebrate the anniversary of being a family
Love S
The cake was yummy :-) Little Prince enjoyed his 'dopened' (he can't say adopted) day :-)
Love
Janet
xxx
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