Nathalie's Notes

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With Mother’s Day around the corner it seemed like as good a time as any to share my birth story. (Psst … Mother’s Day is next Sunday – don’t miss this chance to celebrate someone who matters to you, or your children … to my Dude friends … Mother’s Day means a lot to your moms and wives … for. real.)

This particular story about my beginning is one I’ve been wanting to write for a long time. (Here’s the link again.)Reading that will give the background for the posts to follow.

My column is only 600 words long. Since I’ve been writing that story since I was 14 years old, there was a lot of my story I had to leave out. The rest I’m writing here in a series of posts to cover that part of my journey …  as a rough draft of sorts and I am thankful for all your comments, input and questions. Truly and totally grateful.

Q: So do your parents know about this project?
A: Not yet. They will as soon as they land overseas. And get email access. Surprise! And p.s. I asked them last time I saw them if it would be okay with them for me to start writing about this stuff. The condensed version of their answer: It’s your story. xo 

FAQ #1: Do you know your real mom?

FAQ #2: So do you know what you are?

FAQ #3: But they lied to you?!

FAQ#4: Do you ever want to find your real* mom? Note: If the questions are asked in this order then this question might say “biological” mom since we’ve already clarified who my “real” mom is!

Did I miss any? Let me know by commenting here or shooting me an email. You can click on the letter image on the upper left corner of your screen. Cute, right? I hope you like it because after downloading this adorable freebie from the awesome Cathe Holden it took me 75 minutes to figure out how to make it work. But now it does, so you know, email me!

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9 thoughts on “My {secret} birth story

  1. Karen Moore says:

    Oh my goodness, this touched my heart more than you can ever know. I gave up a daughter at 18 and I wonder what she’s grown up thinking. I hope someday I’ll have the chance to tell her I did it because it was what I thought was the best thing I could do for her at the time. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of her and say a prayer. Ironically, my father was adopted and so was my husband. I believe it shaped them both to be the persons they became/are. I’m grateful you shared your story and am thrilled that you’ve had a great deal of healing. I think sharing your story is very brave and will heal additional layers! God bless you!!! ((HUGS)))

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  2. TLB says:

    Nathalie once again grateful and impressed and crying and laughing . You are truly the best.

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  3. AmyC says:

    Making peace with the past means so much. You have one story that, at the time you wrote it you knew much less, that I LOVE. It was a rainy night… I hope you can do something with that story someday.
    Miss you!
    Amy

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  4. Nancy Slavin says:

    A line I stole: “If you write it down, it can’t own you.” Can’t wait to read more.

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  5. Oh Karen – hugs back to you!!! Too bad you’re not my birth mom and then we could have this happy Oprah moment. 🙂 sending you a private email soon.

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  6. T – I thought of you a bunch when I was writing this one. xo

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  7. Thanks Amy – is it the Snakes and Ladders one? I have your gift still that encourages me on days I wonder if what I write matters … thank you!

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  8. I LOVE that! Total truth. I’ll have to borrow that too – do you remember where it’s from?

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  9. Tracy says:

    Sorry for the long silence. Lots to say but I just realized that I think you made a mistake with this title. It should read: My adoption story… haha arent I funny. Anyhow hope all is well with your new job and life. Life is…oh so much FUN.
    Tracy

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