Thank you God!!!!
FOUND APRIL 19, 2000!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BABY GIRL WATSON

Your Mother is searching for you!

JANUARY 25, 1972

WE LOVE YOU!!!

Notation,  She needs to know diabetes (hypo and hyperglocimea), heart problems and influenza run in our family.  THE DIABETES IS THE MOST IMPORTANT, ONE OF HER Great Uncles lost both legs and a Great Aunt lost part of her foot and there are other immediate family members taking insulin.  I have HYPOGLYCEMIA (Low Blood Glucose), if her blood sugar goes under 60 it is considered MOST dangerous.  Her Aunt Carol has High Blood Glucose, which is not as dangerous, but just as important!  The second purpose of this search is My baby girl's 28th Birthday has just passed, we celebrated it on January 25, 2000; we felt so close to her that day and tried to be sure she was having a good birthday.  We even updated her web site for her by adding a pink and purple happy girl smiley background and changed the music to the Beatles midi "Birthday".  But now that day is gone, like the 27 others before, her birthday is past and depression sets in again.  Her web site's background is back to the gray stork flying without a baby, with the midi "The Long and Winding Road" by the Beatles.  We're still searching and wondering if I did the right thing 28 years ago, because we do not know if she is happy or NEEDS us.  That's because she's not with us; and her well being and whereabouts remain unknown.  I am Linda Kay Watson, the birthmother, born 8-22-1953 in Pensacola, Florida.  I was living with my parents, Edsel Bruce & Imogene Lane Watson in Pensacola, was a 17 year old senior in High School when I became pregnant.  My Dad went to the father, Billie Clemmons (Clemons) and his parents, but he wouldn't marry me, after all, we were just kids.  So I finished High School and was sent (hidden away) to live with my Aunt Margie Watson in Texas until time for delivery of my baby girl Watson, trying to become a "good girl" again by putting my baby up for adoption.  After all, wasn't that the RIGHT thing to do in order to correct a WRONG thing I had done?  Yes, I not WE, I had to hide and give away my most precious baby in order to not embarrass the family.  That was my only choice back in those days. In today's society, it's now accepted for single girls to have and KEEP their baby, but hopefully that devastating experience to me was the best thing I could have done for her. I relinquished parental rights over her, hoping she would be adopted my loving parents.  Don't take this wrong, I love my parents and I do not blame them or anyone, but myself for this grief it's caused me and much, much worse, the grief I have caused her all these years.  Does she feel like she was a "bad girl" because she wasn't kept and raised by her own birthmother?  Well, her father wasn't with me in Texas, but I did list him on the birth certificate.  Volunteers of America helped me with this and now they have closed down the abortion help center part in Fort Worth, Texas, sending the records somewhere or just stored them away.  I don't want my baby girl just stored away in a filing cabinet somewhere, if she doesn't want contact with me, that's fine, but if she NEEDS me, I am here.  I can't recall the name of the unwed mother's home I was in.  All I remember about the home was the attorney there was called "The Captain".  When I was into his office and I read on the papers "UNFIT MOTHER" (the old fashioned reason for giving up a child back then), I just signed the papers through teary eyes not noting any pertinent information.  I was 18 years old when I had you.  Dr. Pumphrey, Sr. (Dr. Pumphrey, Jr., his son, was also working at the hospital at the same time.) brought her into this world at All Saints Episcopal Hospital on January 25, 1972 at 10:19pm; Dr. Manuel Bejar was your pediatrition.  You weighed 6lbs. 1oz. and had a breathing problem at the time of her birth, also they were applying warm compresses to your left hand.  You were reIeased from the hospital on 2-7-1972 or at least, that is the last date of hospital entries.  I never even got to see her.  The mother's home never notified me whether she lived or was adopted, like they were suppose to, but I found out recently she survived her birth, but it's still unknown if she was adopted by loving parents or lived her childhood through foster homes.  I know it's asking a lot for you to pick up the slack of the mother's home and Volunteers of America for not notifying me when or if she was adopted, but I've searched for years and haven't found out if she's safe or not.  Is she looking for me, does she NEED me?  Please help me find my baby girl.  I want her to know that over these past 28 years, she has never been forgotten and I have loved her so deeply.  Every single day that has passed by, and the dreaded ones to come, there has been such a burden of the fear of not knowing if she is still alive, is she happy, did I make the right choice?  From that teary-eyed moment I signed the papers 28 years ago and everyday that has passed since, I fear letting her go was the biggest mistake I have ever made in my life.  Someone, Pleeeeeeease prove me wrong!!!!!!!!!  If you can't find her, could you be so kind as to at least try and get me the name of the mother's home, a copy of the hospital records, original birth certificate, who I can contact or forward my request to?  Is there anyone who can help me because I don't know, I just don't know, I still just don't know whatever became of my precious Baby Girl Watson.  Searching Always, MOM

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