"It's been a while" A really long while. And a weird while at that. In the time since I last posted I could have given birth, completed 1,314 marathons or speed eaten 2,917,080 hot dogs. I think we all know which is most likely. During that time, so much has happened it's hard to convey … Continue reading 28. In the Words of Aaron Lewis…
Author: weaknessforcheese
I tread the rare mid ground when it comes to Marmite, but am fiercely adverse to whelks. I love all things river and lake, but have a deeply embedded distrust of the sea. I once caught fleas from a donkey and may or may not have unintentionally involved Phillip Schofield in credit card fraud. Sad things and beautiful things make me cry in equal measure. I have a questionable fondness (interest) in serial killers, but the thought of watching Casualty brings me out in a cold sweat. Red wine, blue cheese, late night conversation and secondhand books are my happy place. I'd take the smell of rain on hot tarmac over perfume any day. I wear flip flops for 3 months a year. My feet are like armadillos. I dream of having a donkey and a tree house. I'm unable to insert paragraphs in this app. I have a habit of over using parenthesis and accidentally adding x' s at inappropriate times. Pop studs and sharp pencils are the best. Spitting makes me disproportionately cross. I have a double jointed right shoulder. end.
27. Heavy hearts
Another 'live' post, whaddya know. Currently standing on the slow train to Reading, a statement which typifies our feelings right now. These weren't the boys for us. Obviously I can't go into the why's and wherefores, but there was some very important information omitted during the initial stages of the link. Not an easy decision … Continue reading 27. Heavy hearts
26. Twas the night before bump into…
I am very bad at documenting our journey in a timely way, it is usually based on reflections over a period of months; ruminated, computed and digested. Well, here it is, hot from the press: Tomorrow We Will Meet Two Small People For Whom We Will Potentially Become Responsible For The Remainder Of Our Natural … Continue reading 26. Twas the night before bump into…
25. And then…
...there was nothing! We received a phone call from J (our Family Finder), who offered congratulations and officially 'discharged' us from the FF service...no love lost there! But then there was radio silence. We had just made the most momentous decision of our lives, surely there should be a parade or national holiday announced, maybe … Continue reading 25. And then…
24. Life Changing Decisions
In September we expressed an interest in two little boys; at the time we were sent a generic email stating there had been an overwhelming response for the lads and there would be a meeting to discuss potential matches. We weren't suprised by this, the lads were young, full brothers, meeting milestones and very, VERY … Continue reading 24. Life Changing Decisions
23. Camp as a row of tents
As I've mentioned previously, we are members of a group called New Family Social and each year they host a Summer Camp specifically for LGBTQ+ adopters - this includes prospective adopters, foster carers and anyone who has a connection with looked after children who considers themselves non straight. Basically, it's really niche and inclusive at … Continue reading 23. Camp as a row of tents
22. “link maker, link maker, find me a match…”
It turned out that those boys weren't meant to be our children. 'Another match is being explored' is how it was termed by the family finders. We were very disappointed, but got the sense that this was just the beginning in a long line of heartache and upset. I've been fascinated to see the huge … Continue reading 22. “link maker, link maker, find me a match…”
21. Baby Tinder
Well what a week that was, approved and engaged, messages of love and goodwill from all over - it was all very emosh and overwhelming, in a good way, like an all you can eat buffet, when you take it that plate too far... Now we're approved, the matching process begins, and I think it … Continue reading 21. Baby Tinder
20. 10th July 2019
....just became my favourite date. We used public transport to get to Reading, pre-empting celebratory or commiseration drinks. We'd already discussed questions we expected the Panel to ask and used this time to run through suitable responses. We arrived with enough time for me to buy a pastry and spill a coffee. It would appear … Continue reading 20. 10th July 2019
19. Wrap me in tinfoil and call me Henry*
A week or so ago we received the draft of our PAR - Prospective Adopters Report - which is essentially a bizarre biography, written by a Social Worker, who doesn't really know us. It also includes pieces written by Cara and I and submitted as 'homework', which have been newly transcribed in third person. It's … Continue reading 19. Wrap me in tinfoil and call me Henry*