Fake Mummy

The bit about the ER…yes. So intimidating.

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I listened with interest to a Radio 4 programme this week highlighting ‘impostersyndrome’ experienced by certain artists and it got me thinking…

You see I remember the time well when, after adopting our beautiful son, I would worry that the ‘Fraud Police’ would out me as a ‘Fake Mummy’. I wonder if you have ever felt the same…

The self-doubt came at various moments. Early days I remember our son sobbing on my lap for ‘Mummy Sarah’ ( his foster carer) and I knew in that moment that I wasn’t the motherhe wanted or needed.

Several months into placement we ended up in A&E with a suspected broken finger and as the triage nurse barked a string of questions at me about our son, I felt the panic rising. Date of birth? Full name? When was his last tetanus injection? Is he allergic to anything?

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Posted on May 3, 2016, in Parent. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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