"Growing my family was never an easy feat. All my kids came to me in a different way. Two were adopted, and my rainbow baby I birthed 10 weeks early when my then-foster boys were only 9 months old. My oldest (by 18 days) was my short-term placement. My middle son came to me as an adoptive hopeful only to be taken away a day and a half later to be given to fictive kin. That did not work out and he was brought back into care. He came back to me by accident. (Well, are there really accidents when it comes to fate?) They cold-called me looking for a placement for him not realising I had already picked him up from the hospital two days prior. My daughter was not adopted but was round 4 of IVF and was born 10 weeks early. My middle son was adopted first after 728 days in foster care On National Adoption Day. My oldest son took a little longer, he had 986 days in care. I have had them both since birth (minus the day and a half without my middle son) and I couldn't be prouder to be their mom."