You folk! I almost didn’t tell birth mom that our girl wasn’t great. She was trying to get a job- went for an interview the very day she was admitted. She had trial dates thereafter…
And I know how guilty she always feels when our girl has a problem. But I figured I should..just in case. So I told her.
Today, my girl asked if her birth mom knows she’s still not well. Did I feel happy to be able to say YES!? And I told her the truth, not only does she know, she was the first one to ask how we all are today, how things are going with healing and recovery.
I’m so, so happy! Happy that our girl knows she matters to her birth mom, and happy that we found each other despite the social workers lying to each of us!
God made a way. And human ingenuity and care made things happen. All to the betterment of my girl. I told her that I told birth mom that she’d asked if birth mom would have been able to afford therapy if she’d stayed with her. I told her that birth mom not only definitely wouldn’t have, but she herself told me while we were in hospital that she is so grateful for us, because she would have not afforded the medical care we could provide.
It’s sad. Very sad knowing your child would be untreated for many conditions. And subject to our not so great South African medical system. I can’t imagine being birth mom and losing a child she loves so much.
But I also know that I am keeping the promise I made years ago before we even knew who our daughter would be. When I promised I would take care of her just as I would my biological children. Nothing has changed. She’s my baby.
She’s our baby. And we love her to bits.
She even helped me do some scolding! I told my girl many times, even before we left hospital, to remain still. To stop being too boisterous. To keep her knee as immobile as possible and do other activities like watching, reading, colouring in…Anything that won’t need her knees.
Yesterday she was caught crawling around in the garage. Today I caught her kneeling. I told the surgeon that tonight in ER as she examined the still oozing wound that ‘should have’ shut by this Sunday. And she reiterated what I’d said. NO!!! She added that there isn’t much blood flow in that part of the body so things can break down if they’re stopped from healing well. And that while it stays open, other bacteria can enter and do to her what the others did that got us admitted to hospital.
I hope she listens. Even birth mom told me to tell her calm down a bit. But Ammy then sent her a video telling her that the brother “tempts” her, so she’s not sure she can comply. 🤣😫
We’ve come a long way. ❤️ Birth mom doesn’t hide when we walk about our girl. All is well. Now our girl must heal. Surgeon says the wound itself might heal and close up Saturday. Hoping we can try control her. Don’t ask me how unless I forget all other children and just sit with her all day every day.
I’m happy birth mom is sticking around. Proud of her!
They said I should write a book 