Sunday, 21 October 2012

This one’s for you.

When my friend was pregnant with her lovely twins, her and her husband set up email addresses for them and emailed them before they were born (I think it was on a google advert or something).  I seem to remember that we emailed them too.  Anyway, that’s not really the point.  The point is that this blog post is for you.  I can’t write your name or say where you are, but one day I will show you this blog and you will know that before you knew us, or could even remember us; we were thinking of you.  We were opening our hearts up to you, preparing for your arrival and hoping that everything would go well and that the beautiful little girl we had heard so much about, and who was smiling at us from a pixelated photograph, would become our baby girl.  And we are hoping that it won’t take too long because all we want to do now is give you a cuddle.


We heard about you this week; that you are doing well and are happy and settled with your foster carers.  We worry that when we take you away from there you will feel sad inside, but we know and hope that it will be worth it for you because we will love you forever and without question.  We heard about your birth Mummy, your birth father and your half brother and sister.  We were told that your birth Mummy had heard about us, and that she was very accepting that you would have two Mummies instead of a Mummy and a Daddy. We felt really happy about this.  When we heard about your birth Mummy’s life we felt sad for her, horribly sad that she had not been given the skills she needed so that she could look after you when she so desperately wanted to.  It makes me feel really sad that the world is not able to look after people enough that they can learn how to be parents, and I do worry that our society lets people down time and time again.  After the social worker had gone, we shed quite a few tears.  Some for you, because we were full of anticipation for what the future could be, and some for your birth Mummy, because her life was nothing like a life should be, and it just feels terribly unfair.  But your birth Mummy brought you into the world, so that we could love you, and we will.


We are going to meet your birth Mummy in the next few months if everything goes well with the paperwork etc.  We will meet with the doctor to hear about your health, meet with your birth Mummy and if everything is sorted in time, a big panel of people will approve us to be your new parents.  The plan is that you could move in early next year.  I hope everything goes according to plan this time.  We are ready for you, and having heard so much about you, we can’t wait to meet you.


If something goes wrong again, you won’t get to read this.  You won’t ever know that there were two people who saw your photograph and cried on a sunny day in October.  We will hold a little bit of you with us and wonder about you, but you will never know how close we came to becoming your parents and how much we wanted to be and how, even though we hadn’t met you, we sort of loved you a little bit.


Your Mummy (that’s me) has a very vivid imagination and currently I’m not sleeping well because I’m full of wonder and hope and I keep imagining the future with you in it.  I’m trying not to.  I’m trying hard to close my heart and slow down my brain, to try and protect myself in case something goes wrong again.  And we don’t want to say so out loud, let alone in print, but somehow this time it feels so right.  We have always slightly mocked people who say their adopted children look like them, as that in itself is unimportant, but you look like our child, your beautiful smiling face just looks like it belongs with us, and we can’t wait to meet you and to be your parents.


We have two months to wait until panel.  We have another meeting next week where we might find out more and might get some more medical information.  Mama is pessimistic that panel will happen in December, Mummy (me) is optimistic.  I can’t help hoping and crossing fingers, toes, limbs, hairs that it will go right for us this time.


So I’m a mess!  I’m an emotional wreck who is eating too much and sleeping too little and for some reason we decided that this weekend should be the weekend we destroy our bathroom to fit a nice new one.  At least there will be a nice new one ready for when you arrive...if you arrive...There is a seed of doubt from my brain but my heart is having none of it.  I’m just going to have to carry on wishing on rainbows and shooting stars that the feeling I have in my heart means that things are going to go right this time and that the beautiful little child we know so much about is going to become our beautiful little daughter.




  1. I am the Mummy of those lovely twins (arriving at this post very late as they have been keeping me busy), and I thought I might write to you too!

    Your Mummy and Mama are brilliant people; they are loving and loyal and generous and kind.

    I know that they will always strive to make your life happy and full of joy. I also know that they will support you in achieving anything you want to, and that they will love you unconditionally.

    We are really looking forward to meeting you, spending time with you and getting to know you. There are two fun-loving playmates waiting for when you are ready. Hopefully you'll all grow up together.

    Lots of love,

  2. Wow, how we both wept at that one!

    Thank you. We always feel lucky to have such a wonderful bunch of friends. I'm already imagining the adventures they will all have when they get a bit older!

    Loads of love xx

  3. Hi Jemma,

    I feel like your stalker here, so just popped by to say thanks for writing this blog. I woke up early this Sunday and stumbled across you and I have now read every post!

    I am a British secondary school teacher English teacher who has recently married (civilly partnered!) a Biology teacher, we have been together 5 years and have only recently started discussing the possibilities of adoption in the future. At the moment we live in Asia, so our tentative plan is: move back to England, get jobs, get a house, get a child? So it is great to read your blog, several steps further along the path than us.

    One thing you haven't covered, possibly because it never came up is race, what race are both of you? Did the adoption agencies ever consider placing a child of a different race with you? This is an issues we are particularly interested in as my parented is mixed-race (Black-caribbean/white)

    Thank you again and good luck to both of you on your journey with your little girl.

  4. Hello,

    Glad to hear you found it helpful. We are both whiter than white British but we have some lovely friends who are Canadian (white) and are just going through the process of adopting a little boy who is black. Adoption agencies are now matching outside of cultural and religious matches so long as you can prove that you will do your best to respect and celebrate their culture with them. From what I understand, adoption agencies are crying out for non white adopters.

    There are lots of people who know loads more about this than me on the New Family Social message boards. I would definitely recommend joining, it's not expensive and you can meet loads of wonderful lgbt adopters and pick their brains! Once you have chosen an agency, it might be that they will pay your subscription. Ours doesn't but we think it is worth even penny!

    Thanks for commenting, it's lovely to be in contact with the people who read!

    Good luck and keep in touch.


  5. I love this blog so much, thank you for writing it. We area same sex married couple who are currently in the process of adoption. We start stage 2 this week. Your blog reassures me that through the rocky patches it will all work out ok. Thanks again and good luck for the future xxx