Not sure where to place this in the thread. My Mum was shipped from Ireland to St Theresa's when she became pregnant in 1969 (I was born in 1970). When leaving the home during the day she was made to wear a wedding band. I was born at Hope Hospital. Despite being in another country with nowhere to go I was lucky enough that she refused point blank to give me up and there was enormous pressure to do so, perhaps being that she was 26 gave her the confidence to say no. She remembers how distraught the other girls were when giving up there babies during her time there. She is in contact with one of the other girls that was there and she has successfully traced her son and they have a good relationship. Mr Mums name at the time was Mary Ennis. I've been trying to trace my birth father on and off but as it turned out he had 'another life' whilst being with my Mum any details I had were generally false. In fairness to him he did try and track my Mum down in Ireland but the family sent him on his way. Regardless of circumstance there is that missing piece of the puzzle that makes me 'me'. I would encourage anyone thinking about searching for an adopted child (or birth parent) to take a chance.
