I really feel I should apologise for my lack of blogs lately. We've given up on nap time now and when we get to the evening I've just been collapsing in a heap. We've just had a stinker of a week. Squiblet had a really nasty cold and was up every two hours in the night and just generally feeling miserable…then I got Squiblet's cold…then I got some hideous bacterial infection of my uvula (the waggler at the back of your mouth) and couldn't eat/drink/talk. Antibiotics and crazy painkillers later and I'm able to sleep, eat a bit and drink a bit. Mama has taken Squiblet out while I sit by the fire and I thought it seemed like a good time to sit down and write. So here goes…stories…what a lovely theme.
Squiblet loves books, she loves stories; one of my favourite Mama and Squiblet moments was when Squiblet pulled her 'tend [pretend] book (a folded piece of blank cardboard) and asked Mama to tell her a story. Mama was so brilliant! I had no idea! I was doing the clearing up in the kitchen and I could hear these tales of Squiblet riding on a swan and frogs granting wishes and all sorts. Squiblet was completely enchanted and so was I! It was a really precious moment to be able to eavesdrop on.
It seems to me that there are so many classic stories which bring up quite poignant issues for adopted children. I made the huge error of watching Dumbo with Squiblet. What an absolute idiot! I thought it was a cheery tale about an elephant…somehow I had forgotten the part where Dumbo's mother gets violently angry and is then taken away. Squiblet was so upset. It took me ages to console her. She was talking a bit about the daughters of her foster carer and I thought; how scary that all that really is just bubbling under the surface waiting for a catalyst to make it emerge. I felt so stupid. But we had to see it through to the end when he is reunited with his mummy and then Squiblet was OK. But it just made me think…stories are so powerful. They may be make believe but it doesn't change the impact they can have on children (and adults.)
Squiblet loves us talking about how she came out of her birth mother's tummy and the story of how she came to us. It's a very familiar story now and one she likes joining in with. She likes to end it by saying "I grow in your heart!" Which is very cute. We still don't have Squiblet's life story book which isn't great. I think she would be able to use it now and it would help bring colour and clarity to the story. I need to try and chase the LA but her social worker has been unwell so it's got lost somewhere.
I'd love to write a story. In fact, I must! It's definitely on my to do list (although I don't have much time for to doing at the moment!)
Take care everyone. x