ADOPTION - TO CARE AND SHARE

Hi my name is Neil Hudson.

You may have read some of the other stuff I have written for this website.
We adopted a little boy 2 years ago; he’s called Jack. This is my account of my reasoning and need to adopt.
It is also for guidance and reference from a point of view of someone that’s been there and done it.
I’ll try to keep it as light hearted as I can; though some of the stories surrounding our reasoning to adopt is very painful.

So let us start from the beginning.

I’m a survivor of IVF. I’ve had the joys and the excruciating pains. I have to go into some depth here for it to have impact.

The Joys. 3.10.94.

My son Sam, I remember the first time I saw him. He was 3 months premature some 2lb 4oz, he was perfect. He was the size of my hand, wrapped in a tin foil blanket; he was ventilated and very fed up about it. It was an incredible sight, tiny hands and feet and then you saw the scale of the fingernails, a perfect body scaled down to tiny proportions.
Sam did however become critically ill for some 2 weeks and was left with cerebral palsy, this is spoken about in detail in the head injury page. My son has various difficulties but has maintained a high standard of health and  I’m delighted to say he’s in mainstream school.
He is doing extremely well and is now 6 years old.

The Agony.

Before we had Sam we had already tried IVF which was unsuccessful, Suzanne miscarried very early on, literally a couple of weeks.
Anyone who has been there knows how hard this is, it was nothing compared with what was to follow.
Sam was a twin, my little girl Laura was stillborn.
Sam also became extremely ill with pneumonia and for a time it looked as though he might die. Luckily he pulled through but low oxygen levels left him with Cerebral Palsy.

As you can imagine this was an extremely traumatic experience, one which we did not wish to repeat. As we both wanted another child adoption seemed an ideal solution.