On 7/10/64, I gave birth to a daughter at Good Samaritan Hospital, in Puyallup, WA. I was 17, a senior in high school, had a 93 year old grandmother who would have been devastated to know I was pregnant, and I knew that I could not raise a child. Of course, at that time, the only options available were adoption or to keep the child; however, I wouldn't even have considered abortion if it had been legal. Considering this was my first child and my young age, I had a very easy pregnancy, less than 12 hours of labor, and delivered my daughter breech sometime between 8 - 11 PM at night. They gave me ether right as she was born so I wouldn't be able to see her. When the lawyer brought the papers in my hospital room, he told me I had had a beautiful baby girl with lots of dark brown hair. I can remember being so upset because I hadn't wanted to know any of the details in order for this baby to not seem so real to me. Little did I know that she would be a daily part of my thoughts from that day forward.
1/22/98 My daughter, Marie Sellers, has found me. She located me on the Norma Tillman Reu-Net TV Reunion Registry on 1/20/98. She was at a friend's house and was looking at the internet for the very first time in her life. She put "adoptee" in the search engine, pulled up a list of 5 sites of which Norma's was the first, pulled up the registry, and knew she had found her mother. She and her adoptive dad have been searching for me since Marie was 14 years old. Pretty soon, I will have a page devoted entirely to my first conversations with Marie, her husband, Shane, and my three newly found grandchildren: Jessica, 14, Lindsey, 12, and Nicholas, 10. For now, suffice it to say, I'm estatic and can't wait until we meet in person. Her brothers and sister are looking forward to talking to them all too and will be doing so in the very near future. Marie now lives in Willard, MO and is only 500 miles from me here in Texas. Marie is a busy working mom and very active in her childrens' hectic sports schedules of basketball and baseball so finding the time to even just talk on the phone is going to prove interesting to say the least.
MARIE, I WANT TO TAKE THIS OPPORTUNITY, THOUGH, TO TELL YOU I AM SO GLAD YOU FOUND ME...I LOVE YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART....AND WE ALL LOOK FORWARD TO OUR FUTURE IN GETTING TO KNOW EACH OTHER!!!!
I also want to thank God for bringing us back together.
Later that year, I got married. I had three more children. Then, when Jon was only 4 months old, I had reason to believe I was pregnant AGAIN. I had 2 kids in diapers and my husband wouldn't work. I was barely making enough to make ends meet. How in the world would I be able to feed another child, pay for sitters (because their dad sure wouldn't take care of them) and be able to work. I felt I had only one option available to me....I would have to adopt another child of mine out. The doctor referred me to an obstetrician and I began the long months of pregnancy with 3 kids having mumps and chicken pox (at the same time). James then broke his arm, and to top it all off, Jon and I ended up with horrible cases of bronchial asthma. Right before I delivered, I heard the doctor talking to his nurse and I head the word "trips." When he walked into the examining room, I asked him if I had heard him correctly....was I going to have triplets. He said, "I wish you hadn't heard that, I'm afraid you'll want to keep them." All I could say was, "Oh my God, that would be three more mouths to feed." On March 31, 1971, I went to the doctor for my weekly appointment and told him I thought I was in labor, he said no, it was just Braxton Hicks contractions; I still had a month to go. Well, April Fools joke on him, the next morning I delivered. The baby or babies were born on 4/1/71 between 8 AM and 2 PM at Lakewood General Hospital (now called St. Clare's) in Lakewood/Tacoma, WA. I wanted to give natural birth which is what I had done with my last 4 children, but the Welfare Office wouldn't let me since I was adopting the baby out....so they gave me some horrible anesthetic called Twilight Sleep which knocked me out for over 6 hours and scared my husband to death. He thought I had died. On Good Friday, I went into the chapel and started becoming hysterical over the loss of yet another child. And, to top it all off, they hadn't even done a tubal ligation because "there were so many couples wanting my babies." When I asked the doctor what I had had, he said that I had had twins and that a couple who were both pediatricians had adopted them. If any of this information rings a bell, please contact me via e-mail so we can determine if we are, in fact, mother and child. You all have a two wonderful sisters and two brothers who would love to know you too. You are all in my prayers daily. May God bring you back to me so I can know about you too.
All of the females in our family have a mole located near or under the arm. All females have cervical/neck problems. I wear glasses and would imagine that my children would have vision problems. It is quite possible that the twins might have had extensive dental problems as all of my children inherited that problem from their father. I was born with only half a thyroid and ended up with Graves' Disease so it is quite possible that you might have had thyroid problems, had problems gaining weight, or been considered hyperactive. You probably have quite high IQs. You probably have brown hair and brown eyes.
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