For many years I have had a somewhat obsessive-compulsive/guilt-motivated relationship with the old “stop and smell the roses” cliché. When out walking, if I passed a fence overhung with roses, I simply had to stop to smell them because otherwise I felt I was not truly ‘embracing life’. The wisdom of the old adage was… Continue reading 9. Upon stopping to smell the roses
Month: October 2015
8. The strange life of a foster child
Last weekend we took the four little ducks on an outing to the city to visit Wildlife World and the Aquarium. To be completely honest, the whole day was a bit of a disaster. It was long and tiring, filled with tears and tantrums. Miss A complained a lot. Miss L cried often, wanting to… Continue reading 8. The strange life of a foster child
7. Jesus’ calling to an uncomfortable life
This morning we took Miss A and Miss L to attend their first day of childcare (I asked for their start date to be moved forward because I knew that Mr E and Miss R needed some respite). We had attended orientation together yesterday, so they seemed happy to be starting ‘preschool’. As I pushed… Continue reading 7. Jesus’ calling to an uncomfortable life
6. My turn, my turn!
Love is supposed to keep no record of wrongs, but perhaps if I recorded a few petty grievances, it might lighten the load a little… What is annoying me? -These children wake up switched ON. They do not want to ease into the day, and they seem confused when others awaken a little grumpy and… Continue reading 6. My turn, my turn!
1. About Us
This blog is about my family’s transition from two children under 5 to five children under 5 in the space of three months. The main players? Me (Mother Duck), my husband (Daddy Duck), our 4 year old son (Mr E), 2 year old daughter (Miss R) and unborn baby (Let’s just call him “Baby” for… Continue reading 1. About Us
5. One Week In
One week ago, we made the final trek out to our nieces’ foster carers’ house and brought them home. Since then, I have tried to write a couple of times, but I struggled to find the words that adequately summarised how I am feeling. So here goes. I knew in my head that this was… Continue reading 5. One Week In