Proud Moments

I have had a few proud moment's in my life ,but my biggest is yet to come,hopefully it will be next may when that premier league trophy is lifted at bolton.
 
oh another moment for me i opened the door for a preggy women who was pushing her buggy as no1 would help her (everyone just walked past laughing) & she had shopping bags aswell so i helped her carry them
 
Pigeonho said:
I got custody of my son when I was 21. His mum was a nutter, it turned out, and he was taken off her when he was born, (I didn't know about him as it was a one night stand). Got a call from Oldham SS and was given the chance of applying for custody or putting him up for adoption. Admittedly I instantly went for the latter as I had no idea what the fuck was going on. Anyway over the next few weeks I went through what can only be described as hell, wondering what to do, how it would work and how I would cope but came to the conclusion there was no way I could give him up. That was May 99'. From then until March the next year I went to 'dad' classes, proved my worth, went through checks after checks and assessments etc and eventually got custody of him and he came to live with me. I promised to find him a mum and thats exactly what I did. He's now 11, about to go senior school and life couldn't be better. I'm proud of that.

Pigeonho

That is wonderful. I am in awe here.
 
mackenzie, i always pictured you as a young bloke of about 23-25. don't know why. always notice posts from yourself, lee-mcfc and scottyboi 'cos you all talk sense (sometimes ;o)) it wasn't until this thread that i realised you were a young mother.

stories on here are truly inspiring. young people having kids and getting on with life without moaning or waiting for handouts. acts of courage that are carried out without a seconds thought. come on all you blues.

i've got another, when my eldest was born, his mam was having trouble delivering him. while they were deciding whether to carry on, the umbelical cord wrapped around his neck. they rushed us to the emergency room for a cesaerean. he was whipped out and placed straight into a sort of cot come incubator. he couldn't breathe because of the distress. he had an oxygen mask on to keep him alive. the doctor said he had to take the mask off after a couple of minutes to see whether he'd breathe. the mask came off and it was time for george to make his first big decision at about 5 minutes old. he went red, then purple and he certainly wasn't breathing. i thought why the fuck doesn't the doc give him the mask back. i was about to take it off him when......hhhhhhhhhhh. he DECIDED to go for it. i could have fell over. best moment ever.


closely followed by dickov at wembley
 
The Bluemoon Christmas Party 2009 which blue_bird, bluemoonchick and I organised. It went from being a chat in a pub to a full blown party at COMs within about six weeks!

It wasn't meant to be a charity party but we raised £1,000 for Jump Space, a cause very dear to Nicki's heart:-)
 
only1paulsimpson said:
was there for my mum during her various illnesses and helped with bills,mortgage etc. and was at her side when she died,holding her hand telling her how much i loved her and that every day i would be thinking of her and miss her. she died in december 2008


Sometimes the proudest moments happen in adversity. It is amazing what the human spirit can do in such times.

I am not very touchy feely at all but I held the hand of my Husband's Uncle when he was dying, and managed to say words of comfort that I didn't know I was capable of. It came naturally at the time.

Be very proud of what you did.
 
mackenzie said:
Pigeonho said:
I got custody of my son when I was 21. His mum was a nutter, it turned out, and he was taken off her when he was born, (I didn't know about him as it was a one night stand). Got a call from Oldham SS and was given the chance of applying for custody or putting him up for adoption. Admittedly I instantly went for the latter as I had no idea what the fuck was going on. Anyway over the next few weeks I went through what can only be described as hell, wondering what to do, how it would work and how I would cope but came to the conclusion there was no way I could give him up. That was May 99'. From then until March the next year I went to 'dad' classes, proved my worth, went through checks after checks and assessments etc and eventually got custody of him and he came to live with me. I promised to find him a mum and thats exactly what I did. He's now 11, about to go senior school and life couldn't be better. I'm proud of that.

Pigeonho

That is wonderful. I am in awe here.
Thank you. :-)
 
citykev28 said:
mackenzie, i always pictured you as a young bloke of about 23-25. don't know why. always notice posts from yourself, lee-mcfc and scottyboi 'cos you all talk sense (sometimes ;o)) it wasn't until this thread that i realised you were a young mother.

stories on here are truly inspiring. young people having kids and getting on with life without moaning or waiting for handouts. acts of courage that are carried out without a seconds thought. come on all you blues.

i've got another, when my eldest was born, his mam was having trouble delivering him. while they were deciding whether to carry on, the umbelical cord wrapped around his neck. they rushed us to the emergency room for a cesaerean. he was whipped out and placed straight into a sort of cot come incubator. he couldn't breathe because of the distress. he had an oxygen mask on to keep him alive. the doctor said he had to take the mask off after a couple of minutes to see whether he'd breathe. the mask came off and it was time for george to make his first big decision at about 5 minutes old. he went red, then purple and he certainly wasn't breathing. i thought why the fuck doesn't the doc give him the mask back. i was about to take it off him when......hhhhhhhhhhh. he DECIDED to go for it. i could have fell over. best moment ever.


closely followed by dickov at wembley

LOL!! That is great about the experience with your firstborn. Then the added Dicov comment made me smile. ;-)

Yeah, I am a lady. 46 years old and son is nearly 28 now. It was worth the heartache, the struggle and the pain.

You have to fight to get what you want in this life, and sometimes I used to see all the other single Mums doing nothing and there was me balancing a job and trying to get him to school. I always knew it would be worth it though.
 

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