I watched it too. I got pregnant at aged 22 in 1966 and was not married. I didn't want to marry the father as he was a big drinker and had a bad temper. I was one of the extremely lucky ones, as my parents were just totally accepting of my situation. I remember my mom came with me to the GP to confirm the pregnancy and on the way home she put her arm around me and said it would all be all right - not one word of reproach. I was the youngest of 4 girls and the others were all married with their own children. And we were a Catholic family - practising - catholic schools, mass every Sunday etc.
The GP mentioned going to a Mother and Baby home but I didn't really know what he was talking about (I think I must have been a bit dim in those days!) I did go to see someone called a Moral Welfare Worker who was extremely nice, very kind and we talked about adoption and I said that was what I wanted, even though I knew I didn't really - was just very confused.
I had my son in the local maternity home and some of the staff (as women said in the film tonight) were horrible to me. One was called (would you believe.........Sister Dick (!) and when I said the pain was bad she spat at me "you should have thought of that before you fornicated" - she then told me I was going to be in the labour ward all day and all night and all the next day so I'd better get used to the pain, and my son was born 2 hours later. The awful woman must have known I was close to giving birth..................my mom and sisters came and my mom told me that she and my dad had bought the pram! I couldn't have been happier - I fell in love with my baby (like we do) and took him back home. He was an amazingly sleepy baby and my mom took over a lot of the care so I was very lucky and my sisters were always on hand. My dad joked that the house should be turned into a nursery.
Then I did the most stupid thing of all - and when my son was 3 months old I married the father. I wasn't under any pressure, I just didn't think it was fair on my parents, as my dad had just retired and they'd bought all of us up and there were loads of grandchildren. We bought a house very near to my parents so I saw them every day, but I'd made a huge mistake. The H was often drunk and had an awful temper and knocked me around physically. I left him when my son was aged 2 and went back home. Later I met a lovely man with whom I have spent the last 45 years..
I felt desperately sorry for the women in the film tonight and it was so evident how the pain never goes away. I think people did actually believe that these young mothers would simply forget about the baby and move on with their lives, and maybe some of them did, but I think they would be in the minority.