So, been thinking for a while about sharing our story of adoption in the hope that it might help other families and because it is such an incredible journey, it feels somehow important to document. Maybe one day it will also be important for our daughter who shall remain anonymous as this is her story too and she may not want to share it. I’ll call her Angel as we called her our ‘angel child’ for the first six months of her time with us, knowing full well that as soon as she felt safe enough, a more fully rounded two-year old would emerge. She was also referred to as an ‘angel child’ by her birth mum and dad who had lost a previous pregnancy and so were very grateful when they fell pregnant with her. Angel is 9 and will be 10 in July. Right now we are what I call ‘in the cut’. We have just come out of our longest spell of equilibrium (about 3 months) and I felt a new baseline of her self-worth had been reached. It probably has but when the wound opens up, it’s incredible how deep ...
The Moving Train November 2025 The train is moving. I know I booked and boarded it, but somehow now I’m here, it feels a little overwhelming. Am I ready? Is Angel ready? Is hubby ready? Angel’s birth mum has agreed to meet. There have been a lot of stop-starts. She wanted to, Angel wasn't ready. Angel wanted to, she wasn’t in a good place, but now the stars have aligned. The postbox team (the people who look over and send our correspondence on to each other) have been to visit birth mum, and she is keen to proceed. Last year we talked about it, but she said she wasn’t sure if she could handle the rejection if Angel pulled away. I knew that meant she wasn’t ready. To be ready, I felt she needed to be able to put Angel's feelings front and centre, rather than hers. She sent me such a beautiful letter this year, apologising for not being ready last year, telling me I was “an absolute warrior!” for fighting and getting Angel into the new specialist school. She also said: “There ...