I’ve been reading both “The Primal Wound” and “The Girls Who Went Away”. I’ve also been talking to adoptees and birth mothers from around the world since starting this blog. It’s amazing how one thing leads to another, to another, isn’t it?
One of the topics we were discussing on a Facebook group I belong to was memory – Is it possible to remember being born? Is it possible to remember the first months of your life? You would think not at first, but could it be possible? Here is a link that was posted to an article discussing this: http://www.guardian.co.uk/notesandqueries/query/0,,-2899,00.html
I was visiting my parents today and asked them for more details about myself as a baby. Something my mom told me stopped me in my tracks. When I was very small – maybe 5 – we had a conversation where I told her “my mother has black hair” (and my birth mother did). Isn’t that odd? I feel as if there’s “something” buried in my memory. I don’t know what that something is, but the feeling is getting stronger.
“The Primal Wound” discusses the repercussions of a child being taken from their mother. It got me thinking. Birth mothers went through horrors of which most of us can’t fathom – and they carry it with them for the rest of their lives. Adoptees suffered trauma by being taken from their mothers, but they, of course don’t remember their birth and relinquishment. But it’s got to be buried in there somewhere – doesn’t it?
Our adoptee group discussed hypnotism – would it be possible to access these memories? What would happen if we did?
I have lots of other questions. What was it like being a baby living at St. Joseph’s? Who took care of us? I’ve contacted St. Joseph’s to find out more. I will be blogging about these questions and more in days to come.
It annoys the crap out of me that everywhere you type in the word “adoptee” it’s unrecognized as a word. Type adoptee and it’s underlined in red.