There is a saying and never more so than in my case. 'Becareful what you wish for ,it may come true'. I was born an only child and readily admit spoilt rotten, whatever I wanted I got.
My mother was not so easy to fool but my father would believe every word I said, it was SO easy to lie. I learnt ,thanks to daddy how to get my own way with men and it helped me through life in more ways than one.
Men, they fell at my feet. I was popular in school and one of the top students in college. I really was the Golden girl. Life then became sweeter , Richard entered my life.
I could see my friends green with envy as the good looking Scott ,all be it rough around the edges wanted me. Just me.
They say there is one who loves and one who is loved and Richard LOVED me. He loved me so much he followed me wherever I went ,like a love sick puppy. He would do ANYTHING to make me happy.
Time went by, Richard and I married and we really were very happy. We had a traditional wedding and friends called us the 'Golden Couple' the world was our oyster. However a dark cloud came into our lives , the warmth from the sun was eclipsed, we had problems and felt only raw emotion when told, we could not have the one thing we both longed for, a child.
Luck has always been on our side and both of us, as Doctors, have very good contacts we decided to try IVF.
The treatment was a success and our first child would bring us great joy. Megan was born ,beautiful Megan with her huge eyes that seemed to engulf her face. But the honeymoon period was short lived.
Megan suffered from colic , she would scream for hours, on and on and on...she would not be quiet...nothing I did would make her stop. Finally she would sleep and I would drag myself to bed, exhausted, too exhausted to sleep and too exhausted to make love to Richard my rough around the edges Scott.
I also knew the loneliness of being an only child and thought a brother or sister for Megan would make her life more fun. What joy ,Megan had both ,a brother and a sister, our little family was complete. The twins Samantha and Dominic could not have been more different to Megan as babies.
They would suckle my breast and then go to sleep happy and content. Megan would scream in the background crying for attention as I tried to feed the little ones. It was a nightmare.
When I think back ,I cannot remember if there was a day or time I fell out of love with my first born. I only know I loved the twins more.
I was at the end of my tether. I tried to explain to Richard how I could not cope and he arranged for family members to help me when he was away at the hospital.
It was not supposed to be this way. I was afraid, afraid I would harm my own child. Family members also fearful and aware of what was happening in our home ,a home that should have been perfect.
The constant battle of trying to control Megan and care for two babies had reached an end. A family member had offered to adopt Megan. This may sound harsh but it seemed the solution to all our problems.
Megan would still be part of the family, she would just not live with us anymore. Of course there would be details to iron out ,we would have to speak with a lawyer to see if a blood relative could adopt another family member.
The news was good,this is what we were told. A blood relative may adopt a child from another family member, the process is a long one and may take up to two years to complete.
But first before adoption takes place the child must become a WARD OF COURT.
We went ahead and Megan after being made a Ward of Court was adopted by my Aunt.
Megan is now a happy and content little girl who will soon be seven years old. The twins know she is their big sister and we have taken advice and will tell them when the time is right why she does not live with us.
Richard and I agree the best time would be when we are all together as a family, probably dining in our own back garden.
This story is pure fiction....or is part of it true?