... DS became my son in every way that mattered, in my eyes, in his eyes and according to the laws of Kazakhstan.

Two and a half long and bureaucratic years later the UK courts finally recognised that Ds was indeed my lovely boy. He is now officially a Gherkin.

For anyone who doesn't know the story this is the photographic journey (quicker than reading the blog!) www.onetruemedia.com/shared?p=6e3cbecfaa2fc0543284d3&skin_id=601&utm_source=otm&utm_medium=text_url

Check out my profile for todays photos - I will remove them after a short time as the judge probably isn't expecting to appear on the internet!

When the judge pronounced that she was granting the adoption order, I whispered to DS "what do you say to the Judge?" and he shouted really loudly...

"THANK YOU!"

Afterwards his legal guardian came up to me and said the judge was very moved and said in all her years as a judge she'd never been thanked by a child.

What a boy... what must I have done in a previous to get this lucky? I have decided I must have been Florence Nightinggale!

Happy day