Why I’m an adoptive parent

I wrote this post a couple of years ago for another blog, and someone asked me about it recently, so here it is again. Our family is going through a tough time at the moment (more on that here) and I’ve found it helpful to read this again and remember why we chose to adopt. On being unusual When my husband and I told our assessing social worker that we hadn’t… View Post

Letterbox contact: a template letter

The annual letterbox contact letter to your child(ren)’s birth family can be difficult to write. How do you sum up a year in a page or two? How much information do you share, and what do you withhold? Here’s an example, with a downloadable template you can use for yours.… View Post

Not-so-secret weapons: the ten transition-time tools I keep in my bag

When we were preparing to meet our children, I remember ceremoniously swapping my compact handbag (which typically contained keys, wallet, phone, and maybe a lip balm and a book) for The Mum Bag, which was comparatively cavernous and contained everything from nappies to plasters to finger puppets via emergency chocolate (yes, that last one one was mainly for me). As the girls have got older, the contents of my bag have… View Post

A typical day in the Meadows household

It’s now three years since we got our adoption order, and our post-adoption support is about to transfer from the placing authority to our local authority. We’ll be asking for another formal assessment of our family’s support needs and so I’m putting together some documents to show what support we want and why we need it. This ‘day in the life’ is one of those. 6.00ish The girls wake up. Our rule is… View Post

‘But they look so innocent’: our CPV experience

(‘Sorry Daddy for hurting you, I hope you get better.’) (‘Dear Mummy, I am sorry I hurt your lovely husband.’) When your mantlepiece is routinely filled with cards like these, something is really not right. These are this week’s, written by Charlotte, age six, after she kicked Pete so hard in the stomach that it left him unable to move, even to stand up, for several hours. All he’d done… View Post