No photos. I rarely photographed these babies, they came and they went. Remember it was more difficult back then to photograph everything. I really enjoyed my years fostering. Started off with just pre-adoption babies, but then became children under five years of age. One came to me at the age of eleven months for 'intermediate fostering (which meant upto a year). He stayed for the rest of his life, became our youngest child - did brilliantly. Sadly died in an accident at the age of 25 twenty years ago leaving a hole in our family and still so missed.
Indeed, again my eldest daughter has recently been contacted by a couple of his workmates asking if our family would be willing to join them and others in a twenty year memorial for him later in the Spring.
I have some wonderful memories and stories of those days back in the 70's and 80's, when fostering was still, largely, carried out for love (we received expenses, but no actual payments). Think it did my own children a lot of good also, one thing was they really understood what having a baby/meant in terms of time and responsibility. My four daughters all delayed starting their own families until late twenties/early thirties, ensuring their own careers were well underway and they really knew what they were taking on.
I really did love having a baby around - even the night time feeds were good, often the only time I got to myself in every 24 hours.
Such fun getting back to knitting baby clothes!!! I am pretty sure that my g.children will follow the family pattern of having their children quite late, so I am unlikely to see any great g.kids.
