Decisions part 1

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It was early 1952 and Mum was 27. I can only imagine the turmoil and despair she was suffering. Lying on crisply starched hospital sheets, vulnerable, alone and unsupported, facing a serious and intense dilemma. Two children to support, aged 9 and 2, and me in her belly. And here was her quandary. Mum had married her first husband but they had separated, with Mum caring for her two children while managing a boarding house in Brunswick.

Mum had become pregnant and it wasn’t with her distant husband. In the eyes of 50’s divorce courts Mum was an adulteress and her husband would have custody of the two children - and she would find it difficult to obtain work because of the stigma. In the meantime she had met the lean, handsome European who wanted to marry her so what was she to do? What choice did she have? Perhaps, if Divorce Law had been less judgmental, Mums’ decision would have been different. Legally Mum didn’t have access to the adopting couples contact details. This was only changed recently. And perhaps Mum had been told that I had died – that was not an uncommon response to the question, ‘Where’s my baby?’

 

It was early 1952 and Mum was 27.