Today is Charlie’s (my birthson) birthday! It’s hard to beleive that he is seven years old. It seems like only yesterday I was holding him as a tiny baby in the hospital preparing to let him go.

Over the seven years that I have been Charlie’s birthmother my life has changed drastically. I was given a second chance and I have sincerely tried to make the most of that second chance. I’ve tried to be the best Mom to Noah and an advocate for birthmothers. While I know placing Charlie for adoption was the best choice I could make at that time in my life, that doesn’t mean that my heart doesn’t ache at times.

Birthdays are bittersweet. I usually get to spend time with Charlie and his family on his actual birthday. This is the first year we haven’t been able to do that. Charlie’s Mom’s best friend’s husband (that’s my mouth full!) died and the visitation was last night and funeral today so it just didn’t work out to get together today. A (Charlie’s Mom) wanted to try and get together tomorrow evening but I’m afraid that will mess up Noah’s routine too much and (I hope this come out the wrong way) he is my priority. She may try and re-arrange things so we could get together Sunday afternoon but I’m not getting my hopes up in case it doesn’t work out. If nothing else, I’ll see Charlie next weekend for his birthday party.

Happy Birthday Charlie!

(Photo taken on Charlie’s 6th birthday)

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