TR1989 wrote: »
I am 45yrs old now and have kept this information to myself other than my immediate family and feel like just telling people my story now and don't see the point in keeping this secret. i hope my son will contact me --not sure how i would go about trying to find him? i did put my details up on the adoption register but any other help that anyone can offer would be great? i wish all the mothers out there the very best and i am so happy that some have been reunited with their children it that was their wish....
Adrienne Murphy wrote: »
Hi I was in the mother and baby home in Dunboyne from Jan- to June 1987. I am giving evidence at the mother baby inquiry tomorrow, my experience was not a bad one, I felt that we were allowed to come and go. I remember Sister Ann and Sister Cait, I felt they were very kind, the name of the dog was Ivan, I used to take him for a five mile walk everyday. Where I felt was harsh and where I felt I was discriminated was in Holles street. I was spoken down to. I gave my son up for adoption. The day I was leaving the hospital. the nurse dragged his cot down the corridor to the nursery. I still have the sound of it in my head. The home was full when I was there, and it was the support that we gave each other and I still keep in touch with one person. It is like a dream as if it never happened, I do think that in some way I was brain washed to thinking that giving my son up for adoption was the best thing, even signing the adoption papers, was rushed, I had no legal advice, it is only now that I am thinking about that. I would love to hear from anyone that was there the same time as me and your experience. I know I am 7 years late joining the conversation. What is most shocking to me is that the land was owned by the health board and they sold it, I feel the same as you in relation to the hotel, I could not go back there, I think of all the suffering since 1955. The state and society have a lot to answerer for
mother1986 wrote: »
I was in Dunboyne from April 1986 to July 1986. There were over 40 girls there when I arrived. The memories are both happy and sad but all still very vivid. I have been back to 'Dunboyne Castle' once since it became a hotel and all the memories came flooding back. I learned how to knit! Nothing much else to do once you finished your chore in the morning. I remember the view from my bedroom and the squirrels on the lawn and the walk into the village to the wool shop or for icecream. We were all only on first name basis and I never saw any of you again but we helped eachother through a very tough time in life!:)
Hi, amazing to find this site with all of these heartbreaking stories. I was born to a woman who spent the last few months of 1989 in Dunboyne mother and baby home. If anyone was there at that time, I would love to hear what conditions were like, hopefully a little nicer in those years. I hope everyone finds what they are looking for and lives a happy life.