Tuesday, 27 December 2016

Another Year

Another year and another collection of moments and incidents, some mundane, some surreal and lots and lots in between. Thinking about the last month, the GoodMrsC and I have re calibrated our thinking and we are measuring our lives in smaller increments, minutes, hours and days. Beyond that has seemed impossible and overwhelming.

The end of the year has been a challenge, after years of inviting and requesting support and been told on at least two occasions officially that there was nothing that could offered above what we were doing and were receiving had we found ourselves thrown into a whirlwind of activity. Mainly uninvited, initially unwelcome but from this difficult place we hope that good will come and early signs are promising.

Right now we're all a bit delicate, hurt children hurt and we've all been hurt the last few weeks.

It's all a bit vague and unspecific but it's still tender and ongoing. It's provoked lots of thoughts about contemporary adoption, systems, culture, children's Services and such,  I'm sure that I'll condense them into several blogs over the next few months.

Other than that, what a year, Peanut started school and Flossy moved up to year 7. Like many homes like ours school and all that it brings defines a large part of our home life in the most challenging of ways. We've a way to go, if I look too far ahead then I lose the thought that it's possible. As I said, we'll do a day at a time. I've enough faith and resolve to say that I can do today and probably tomorrow.

There's so much other stuff that's filling up the corners of my life, the survey on Child on Parent Violence raises lots of questions. Hopefully, it will be a start point for a more considered and informed approach to an issue that defines many family lives in the fostering and adoption community and beyond. Lots has been done but there's lots more to do.

Thank you for reading my blog, writing comments, interacting on Twitter, watching my stupid videos and listening to my rambling on my Podcast. I wish you peace, success, regulation, access to services and good fortune in the coming year, or if that's too long to imagine the coming days.

Albums of the Year
Ozzy Osbourne - Tribute
Public Service Broadcasting - The War Room/ The Race for Space

Book of the Year
The Child Catchers - Kathryn Joyce (It's taken me a whole year and I'm not finished yet)

Blog of the Year

Suddenly Mummy -Adoption and Fostering: Not a Competition

Wednesday, 21 December 2016

Adoption & Fostering Podcast: Ep6 - Suddenly Mummy & Hannah Meadows

In a, vaguely, Christmassy episode Scott and I  meet Suddenly Mummy and talk Foster Care finances and unionisation and get to know her a little.

Hannah Meadows raises the issue of Self Care and  we ask is it  a rational approach to caring for children who have experience loss and trauma or just namby pamby fluff and nonsense. As always Scott adds wisdom, insight and banter. 

We finish with an alternative Christmas message from a very special mystery guest. 

It's a long episode but it is the holidays and you deserve it. 

I appologise for the coughs, Internet bother, ringtones and general chaos as we experimented with the tecnology to have three way conversations. 
I hope you have a smashing Christmas break.
Here's the links for more info. 

@hlmeadows           hannahmeadows.com
@gayadoptiondad    gayadoptiondad.com

Thursday, 8 December 2016

Fostering and Adoption Podcast - Andrew Christie Head of the Adoption Leadership Board

This podcast was recorded a few weeks ago.

We have an interview with Andrew Christie the new head of the Adoption Leadership Board. He discussed the current objectives of the board and its remit.

This is all sandwiched between a bit of chat between Scott Casson Rennie, we catch up and consider many things adoption, some other stuff,  and again discuss CPV.

Andrew Christie was keen to gather the views of adopters to hear their thoughts and worries and gave the following email address if you'd like to contact him.


Tuesday, 6 December 2016

Stepping back

I'm pulling back, not by choice but by need.

What we always knew would come has come, consequently we find ourselves no longer masters of our own destiny.

There's much to say but that's not for now or here.

When I can I shall return.