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  1. #36
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    May 2011
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    It has been 9 years since you put your baby up for adoption. You have since graduated from college with a degree in Creative Writing, moved to an apartment in Savannah and gotten a job as a publicist for authors. You and your boyfriend, the baby's father, Thomas, broke up eighteen months after the baby was born, but the two of you remain friendly and talk once a month or so. You learn he has recently gotten engaged. You are currently in-between guys, not sure of what to do with your freedom anymore. You feel as though something is missing in your life...then you find a small box of photographs and you remember what it is.

    In the months following the birth of your child, Emily, you kept up communication with the adoptive parents, Joel and Stella. They sent you pictures once a month, along with detailed letters updating the baby's progress. Mostly, these letters were from the father, as the mother recently got caught up in her latest project at work. You couldn't help but feel a little attracted to the man. It bothered you so much that you confessed to your best friend, Kate, and your older sister, Annie, who warned you away from getting too close to a married man, even if that man is the adoptive father of your only child. You became upset, realizing what could potentially happen, and slowly began to distance yourself from your child and his/her adoptive parents.

    Now that you are 28, you feel that you are certainly old enough to keep your hormones under control. You are about to call the adoptive parents when you realize you lost the contact information they gave you. And since it's been so long, they could have relocated since then. You are about to give up until you are flipping through the newspaper one morning and a name catches your eye--in the obituaries. The woman who adopted your child, Stella, is dead.

    What did she die from
    Car accident

    You drive to Atlanta to attend the wake at a local church. Dressed in all black, you mingle in the crowd of sad faces, looking for only one. Then, you see him, standing by the open coffin with three children. The oldest, who is 9, your maternal instincts immediately recognize: it is your child, and she is crying, holding her younger siblings.

    What is sibling #1's gender? Boy
    Anthony Max Castles (Ant)

    What is sibling #2's gender. Girl
    Avery Joelle

    You stay throughout the wake, hiding in the crowd, talking to random people. When they ask who you are, you say you are a friend of the family, too scared to admit the deceased was the woman who adopted your only child. You learn that the couple had adopted one other child after your own and the youngest was a miracle baby. As the event is about to end, you remember that you had brought yellow roses with you but left them in your car. You quickly run back with the bouquet and place it at the foot of the coffin, with a small note attached to it, thanking her for taking such good care of your child. You take one of the roses, however, and follow the line of mourners out the door. You see your child, Emily, standing close to the door, trying to hide her face, clearly anxious to leave. You approach her, tap them on the shoulder. They look up at you with large, watery eyes; you yourself feel as though you want to cry. Neither of you speak. You hand them the rose, they silently accept it, kiss them on the forehead, and quietly leave.
    ~Mum to Miles and Ivy~

  2. #38
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    Jan 2011
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    Go here for part 1: http://nameberry.com/nametalk/thread...=1#post1626180

    It has been 5 years since you put your baby up for adoption. You have since graduated from college with a degree in Nursing, moved to an apartment in New York City, and got a job as a Labor & Delivery Nurse. You and your boyfriend, the baby's father, Nathaniel, broke up eighteen months after the baby was born, but the two of you remain friendly and talk once a month or so. You learn he has recently gotten engaged. You are currently in-between guys, not sure of what to do with your freedom anymore. You feel as though something is missing in your life...then you find a small box of photographs and you remember what it is.

    In the months following the birth of your child, Emily Violet, you kept up communication with the adoptive parents, Daniel and Susan. They sent you pictures once a month, along with detailed letters updating the baby's progress. Mostly, these letters were from the father, as the mother recently got caught up in her latest project at work. You couldn't help but feel a little attracted to the man. It bothered you so much that you confessed to your best friend, Sarah, and your older sister, Rose, who warned you away from getting too close to a married man, even if that man is the adoptive father of your only child. You became upset, realizing what could potentially happen, and slowly began to distance yourself from your child and her adoptive parents.

    Now that you are 25, you feel that you are certainly old enough to keep your hormones under control. You are about to call the adoptive parents when you realize you lost the contact information they gave you. And since it's been so long, they could have relocated since then. You are about to give up until you are flipping through the newspaper one morning and a name catches your eye--in the obituaries. The woman who adopted your child, Susan, is dead.

    What did she die from? Roll the dice
    2. Cancer

    You drive to Chapel Hill, South Carolina to attend the wake at a local church. Dressed in all black, you mingle in the crowd of sad faces, looking for only one. Then, you see him, standing by the open coffin with three children. The oldest, who is 5, your maternal instincts immediately recognize: it is your child, and she is crying, holding her younger siblings.

    What is sibling #1's gender? Roll the dice
    3. boy

    What is his/her first name? Roll the dice
    1. Boy: Anthony

    What is his/her middle name? Roll the dice
    5. Boy: http://nameberry.com/list/250/Names-...ool-Enough-For

    Sibling #1's name:
    Anthony Sherwin

    What is sibling #2's gender? Roll the dice
    5. girl

    What is his/her first name? Roll the dice
    2. Girl: Aubrey

    What is his/her middle name? Roll the dice & use http://nymbler.com/
    3. use your child's adoptive father's first name for inspiration

    Sibling #2's name:
    Aubrey Danielle

    You stay throughout the wake, hiding in the crowd, talking to random people. When they ask who you are, you say you are a friend of the family, too scared to admit the deceased was the woman who adopted your only child. You learn that the couple had adopted one other child after your own and the youngest was a miracle baby. As the event is about to end, you remember that you had brought yellow roses with you but left them in your car. You quickly run back with the bouquet and place it at the foot of the coffin, with a small note attached to it, thanking her for taking such good care of your child. You take one of the roses, however, and follow the line of mourners out the door. You see your child, Emily Violet, standing close to the door, trying to hide her face, clearly anxious to leave. You approach her, tap them on the shoulder. She looks up at you with large, watery eyes; you yourself feel as though you want to cry. Neither of you speak. You hand her the rose, they silently accept it, kiss her on the forehead, and quietly leave.
    Mom to Isaiah Gabriel, Zachariah Xavier and two precious angel babies.

    Crossing our fingers for a sticky baby soon.

  3. #40
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    Jun 2012
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    We have a boy, who they name Alexander Emmett.

    *
    four years later, adopted mum dies in a car accident.

    We meet his younger siblings Joshua Charles and David Joseph.
    cassia | vivian | flora
    peregrine | jolyon | arthur

  4. #42
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    Apr 2012
    Location
    Montreal, Quebec, Canada
    Posts
    1,201
    It has been 4 years since you put your baby up for adoption. You have since graduated from college with a degree in psychology, moved to an apartment in Mississauga, and gotten a job as a psychologist's assistant. You and your boyfriend, the baby's father, Greg, broke up eighteen months after the baby was born, but the two of you remain friendly and talk once a month or so. You learn he has recently gotten engaged. You are currently in-between guys, not sure of what to do with your freedom any more. You feel as though something is missing in your life...then you find a small box of photographs and you remember what it is.

    In the months following the birth of your child, Emily Eleanor, you kept up communication with the adoptive parents, Doug and Teresa Linton. They sent you pictures once a month, along with detailed letters updating the baby's progress. Mostly, these letters were from the father, as the mother recently got caught up in her latest project at work. You couldn't help but feel a little attracted to the man. It bothered you so much that you confessed to your best friend, Esme, and your older sister, Elizabeth, who warned you away from getting too close to a married man, even if that man is the adoptive father of your only child. You became upset, realizing what could potentially happen, and slowly began to distance yourself from your child and her adoptive parents.

    Now that you are 23, you feel that you are certainly old enough to keep your hormones under control. You are about to call the adoptive parents when you realize you lost the contact information they gave you. And since it's been so long, they could have relocated since then. You are about to give up until you are flipping through the newspaper one morning and a name catches your eye--in the obituaries. The woman who adopted your child, Teresa Jane Linton, died in a car accident.


    You drive to Toronto to attend the wake at a local church. Dressed in all black, you mingle in the crowd of sad faces, looking for only one. Then, you see him, standing by the open coffin with three children. The oldest, who is 4, your maternal instincts immediately recognize: it is your child, and she is crying, holding her younger siblings, a little girl named Ella Oceane & a boy named Christopher Emmett.

    You stay throughout the wake, hiding in the crowd, talking to random people. When they ask who you are, you say you are a friend of the family, too scared to admit the deceased was the woman who adopted your only child. You learn that the couple had adopted one other child after your own and the youngest was a miracle baby. As the event is about to end, you remember that you had brought yellow roses with you but left them in your car. You quickly run back with the bouquet and place it at the foot of the coffin, with a small note attached to it, thanking her for taking such good care of your child. You take one of the roses, however, and follow the line of mourners out the door. You see your child, Emily, standing close to the door, trying to hide her face, clearly anxious to leave. You approach her, tap her on the shoulder. She looks up at you with large, watery eyes; you yourself feel as though you want to cry. Neither of you speak. You hand her the rose, she silently accepts it, kiss her on the forehead, and quietly leave.
    Mommy to John Alexander & 3 furbabies; Maggie the dog, Rex & Bella the wannabe lions

    Current favourites: girls -Eliana [Bronwen, Joy, Claire, Irene], Leora [Irene, Bronwen, Bronwyn], Sarah Elise, Anna Charlotte, Adelaide, Phoebe, Kathryn, Elizabeth, Anastasia, Celeste, Astrid, Beatrix, Lucy
    boys: Callum, Arthur [Paul or William], Nathaniel, Samuel, Zachary, Elijah

  5. #44
    Join Date
    Jul 2011
    Location
    England
    Posts
    562
    It has been 5 years since you put your baby up for adoption. You have since graduated from college with a degree in biology, moved to an apartment in New Orleans, and gotten a job as a teacher. You and your boyfriend, the baby's father, Arthur, broke up eighteen months after the baby was born, but the two of you remain friendly and talk once a month or so. You learn he has recently gotten engaged. You are currently in-between guys, not sure of what to do with your freedom anymore. You feel as though something is missing in your life...then you find a small box of photographs and you remember what it is.

    In the months following the birth of your child, Isabella, you kept up communication with the adoptive parents, Liam and Kate. They sent you pictures once a month, along with detailed letters updating the baby's progress. Mostly, these letters were from the father, as the mother recently got caught up in her latest project at work. You couldn't help but feel a little attracted to the man. It bothered you so much that you confessed to your best friend, Annabeth Parker, and your older sister, Martha Hazel Reed, who warned you away from getting too close to a married man, even if that man is the adoptive father of your only child. You became upset, realizing what could potentially happen, and slowly began to distance yourself from your child and his/her adoptive parents.

    Now that you are 24, you feel that you are certainly old enough to keep your hormones under control. You are about to call the adoptive parents when you realize you lost the contact information they gave you. And since it's been so long, they could have relocated since then. You are about to give up until you are flipping through the newspaper one morning and a name catches your eye--in the obituaries. The woman who adopted your child, Kate, is dead.

    What did she die from? Cancer

    You drive to San Francisco to attend the wake at a local church. Dressed in all black, you mingle in the crowd of sad faces, looking for only one. Then, you see him, standing by the open coffin with three children. The oldest, who is 5, your maternal instincts immediately recognize: it is your child, and she is crying, holding his/her younger siblings.

    What is sibling #1's gender? Girl

    Sibling #1's name: Lily Charlotte

    What is sibling #2's gender? Girl

    Sibling #2's name: Evelyn Katherine

    You stay throughout the wake, hiding in the crowd, talking to random people. When they ask who you are, you say you are a friend of the family, too scared to admit the deceased was the woman who adopted your only child. You learn that the couple had adopted one other child after your own and the youngest was a miracle baby. As the event is about to end, you remember that you had brought yellow roses with you but left them in your car. You quickly run back with the bouquet and place it at the foot of the coffin, with a small note attached to it, thanking her for taking such good care of your child. You take one of the roses, however, and follow the line of mourners out the door. You see your child, Izzy, standing close to the door, trying to hide his/her face, clearly anxious to leave. You approach him/her, tap them on the shoulder. They look up at you with large, watery eyes; you yourself feel as though you want to cry. Neither of you speak. You hand them the rose, they silently accept it, kiss them on the forehead, and quietly leave.
    Favourite boys - Asa, August, Cassius, Dexter, Ezra, Hector, Max, Nathaniel, Roman, Winston

    Favourite girls - Beatrice, Cecilia, Cora, Ivy, Marnie, Matilda, Nell, Pearl, Rosa, Thisbe

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