My Birth Mother Journey

Birth Mother – someone who has given birth to a baby and given that baby up for adoption.

I invite you to follow my journey as I share my life experience as a “Birth Mother”. At the age of 17, I was an Australian Champion Figure Roller Skater, raised in Inala, in a housing commission, low socio-economic area in Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. I was young, ambitious and had plans for my life. My parents did not make me adopt out my baby girl, it was entirely MY DECISION.

As days, weeks, months and years went on it was ‘taboo’ to speak about her birth and my mother encouraged me never to talk about her for 18 years. Until that bright, sunny day when I received a phone call asking if I was her mother. As I had never told anyone about her before, I knew it couldn’t be a prank so I asked, “What did I name you?” Her response was, “You named me Sheree”.

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3 responses

    • Me to baby girl, love how you called yourself Thenextchild – Yes you were my baby no. 2 and you are to become Natasha’s baby sister. Looking forward to you sharing your experiences with me when you first found out you had a big sister at the age of 5.

  1. I never knew how me confirming the name Sheree was such closure to you.
    It’s funny how we always take our names for granted and pretend what if my name was something else.
    For me though I remember looking in the mirror saying Hi I’m sheree.. Natasha..sheree…Natasha..wondering who I really was and what life would if been like as sheree.
    Insted I should of been looking in the mirror and excepting who I am and the life I was living. I guess I always had that growing up until I got those answers I needed.

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