Part 1: I was abandoned as a toddler
Photo is of myself as a baby and my two biological brothers
My journey may not be all that interesting to some but to others it could be. So here is my story, my glorious journey for those who are interested and I hope that it helps others along the way.
I'll start out with a brief bio of myself at present time. I'm a wife of twenty-six years and a mother to three and grandmother to one. Plus I have a bonus daughter and son-in-law and am honorary Grandma to their sweet children.
I will go into more detail of my adult life and family as we go along but for now, I'll begin my story with my birth and childhood. This indeed is how it all started. I want to add that some situations are only what I have been told about or I don't remember it all so with that being said, some things I mention may not be all the story or that precise but it is what I can remember.
When I was one and a half years old I was abandoned! But not left alone or put into danger. I was abandoned by my biological mother and then by my biological father as well.
I was born the fourth child to my biological parents. In fact I was born on my sister's ninth birthday. My one and only known sister. I also have two older brothers. They were all seven, nine and eleven years old when I was born.
Before I was conceived my parents separated and lived apart,. My two brothers went with and lived with our mother in a home that was occupied by a Foster couple who fostered many other children throughout their fostering lives.
Our sister was sent to live in other Foster homes or with family members due to certain circumstances that happened at home when she was around preschool age and younger, that I won't go into detail of for privacy concerns.
So, then I came along, unexpected yet not completely unwanted. I came into this world two months early and weighing approximately three pounds.
Remember my parents were separated when I was conceived and, into my entrance into the world. I was more than likely conceived the middle of February. Probably around my mother's birthday which is also Valentine's Day and was due in November but arrived in September.
Of course I do not remember any of that but I've been told things and I also have some photos of me at that age along with the Foster couple who let us lovingly remain in their home. They helped our mom take care of me as a baby along with my brothers.
When I was around one and a half years of age, the Foster couple had to ask our mother to leave because she was in and out and not caring for us like she should have. So, our mother left and also left us behind as well.
Our father was contacted and came and picked up my brothers to go stay with him. However, he did not take me stating, that since he and my mother were separated during my conception that I was more than likely not his.
I want to think, maybe he just felt like he couldn't handle a toddler by himself or maybe he did have other reasons why he didn't take me. I'll never know the exact reason. Perhaps he was really convinced that I was not his. And I guess back then they didn't try to prove or disprove paternity matches.
So, that's when I became abandoned by both parents. But then became a Foster child and of course placed into the system. But, I was lovingly taken care of by the Foster couple that I had been living with. They became my new parents.
I am blessed to have had them at that time to help take care of me and take over where my parents failed me. And I'm thankful that they allowed our mother and my brothers to live in their home for the time that they did.
I don't have a lot of memories of my Foster home and parents but I do have a few fond memories of living there. I remained in the Foster home until a month before I was to turn four years old.
This is part one of many parts
Stay Tuned for more parts....
**This story is mine and I have the rights to it. Therefore I do not give permission to anyone to copy it and use as their own.**
My Foster Mother and myself as a baby
Myself as a toddler and while I was still at my Foster Home
My Foster dad, brothers, biological mother and myself
My biological mother and myself
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