Today I went to the London City Airport with my eleven year old son James. We were supervised by Joyce. It was wonderful to be out with my beloved son, and he took the opportunity to lovingly tease me about my excess weight gain [as you will hear in today's video]. Perhaps when he is a bit older, I might try to explain that my anti-psychotic medication slows my metabolism down and leaves me feeling reluctant to exercise, whilst craving all types of unhealthy foods and drinks. However, I will now make an effort to exercise more and eat more vegetables and salads. I might also up the anti and start cycling to and from my full time employment, from Monday. I'll do better than that and start my get fit routine from tomorrow morning. Wish me luck!
My planned supervised contact session with my son did not take place today, as the supervisor for the contact did not arrive. I was not able to take my son out, or stay, but, at least I was able to receive some wonderful gifts from my son, James for tomorrows Mothers Day.
I was delighted to receive a drawing (of aeroplanes, of course.) I was also given a Mothers Day card and a bunch of tulips. My son played 'Amazing Grace' for me, on his recorder. My favourite. Then when I was leaving my son's abode, he started singing Vera Lynn's 'We'll meet again'.
I am a London born, English lesbian biological mother of a male child named James. I am also in a long term committed relationship with a woman. I am in full time paid employment and am the published author of the book 'Altered Perceptions'. I have a Schizoaffective disorder mental distress diagnosis and I was diagnosed with Erotomania, which is treated with a small amount of regular oral anti-psychotic medication, whilst I was a prisoner in HMP Holloway in 2009. I am responsible and active with the well being of my only biological child James who was in long term foster care with a heterosexual married couple. This was due to consequences of my mental distress experiences, and my prior single parent status.