tell me again about the night i was born by jamie lee curtis

I thought this book was very sweet to read-I loved it! Though it was different than I thought, it was a good different and I liked what I was reading. Towards the end the girl says “Tell me about our first night as a family.” It shows them arriving at the hospital and seeing their baby for the first time, the baby (in actual size) for the first time and the first time that each held the baby and their first night with her. The adoptive parents got the phone call in the middle of the night, jumped on a plane, called their grandparents, and then explains that the adoptive mother couldn’t grow a baby in her tummy so another woman who was too young to take care of the girl was growing her and she would be the birth mother but not the adoptive mother. This is the book about an adoption-a girl who was adopted asks her mom to tell her about the night she was born, and it goes through the whole process. This book is way cute! It’s different than I thought it would be-I was expecting it to be about how a baby was made pretty much and in some ways it was but in many ways it wasn’t. Through this one little picture book, who knows how many hearts have been made more whole?

So yes, thank you so much, Jamie and Laura. Being human can mean helping one another. Kindness and compassion can ease our way. As for me, I'm still heaving a little and blowing my nose and wiping hot tears from my cheeks. YOU TOLD THIS STORY ON BEHALF OF SO MANY WOMEN, JAMIE LEE.Īnd thanks too for the lighthearted tone and the joyful watercolor-style illustrations. So many beautiful stories these true mothers have never had a chance to tell. On top of all these motherly women have suffered - and not ever offset by all that they gained after somehow becoming parents - never had I thought about this before: (And yes, I personally know real-life women who managed to attain motherhood by these difficult paths, and many others.)

Because my heart goes out big-big-big to my sisters who have fought so hard, through fertility treatments and living in suspense over the possibility of adoption, or after agreeing (when grandmother age) to mother the children of the drug-addicted biological mom, etc. At 43, and just about everything about that was easy for my husband and me.īut I'm still crying, as I write this review. Not that I personally haven't been able to bear a child. THIS MAGNIFICENT STORY FILLS SUCH A LONGING WITHIN ME Since at first I figured I knew what this book was all about.īut then, with a start I remembered how Jamie Lee Curtis wasn't able to have her own biological children. Oh I burst into tears (at a certain point) and began to sob so loudly.

Tell me again about the night i was born by jamie lee curtis