Famiversary #3

Three years have passed since Miss A and Miss L joined our family as wild young girls fresh out of their latest foster placement. Our third “famiversary” passed without much of a fuss. So much has been happening, and my emotional well-being has not been consistently good. I shall start with the exciting news for… Continue reading Famiversary #3

26. Motherhood is not the hardest job in the world

I have been keeping journals, on and off, since I was in primary school. Recently, I decided to read some of my old journal entries. I found a blog-style entry which was written before I even had a blog; not long before our nieces moved in, when Mr E was 4, Miss R was 2… Continue reading 26. Motherhood is not the hardest job in the world

25. Are we done yet?

How do you know when you are “done”? When its time to donate all of your baby items and pack away your baby dreams; confident that your family is as large as its supposed to be? Some families seem to “know”. Some families say “one kid is enough work for us!” Others have health issues… Continue reading 25. Are we done yet?

19. These are a few of my favourite things

Once again, I find myself writing after a lengthy absence. There were times last year when I did not write because I was so caught up in feeling utterly depressed and that I felt I had nothing good to say. There were plenty of other times that “best sellers” were cleverly crafting themselves in my… Continue reading 19. These are a few of my favourite things

18. FAMIVERSARY

When I am out in public with all the children, strangers frequently ask me “are they all yours?” Not wanting to go into specifics, my typical response is: “Yes. This is my family.” My stomach was full of nerves and my pulse was racing as I watched the two little girls walk hand in hand… Continue reading 18. FAMIVERSARY

16. The voices in my head

Click- click- my thumb is pressing down on the button of our van’s electronic key, my hand outstretched towards the brass lock. I am standing at my front door, staring at the faded yellow paint and the silver door handle, wondering, why hasn’t it opened yet? When what I am doing dawns upon me, a… Continue reading 16. The voices in my head

14.And Baby makes 5

As Baby J’s due date approached, I found myself checking off all the commitments that I had put into the diary over the past weeks and months when I had wondered whether I would really be able to attend any of them. Play group Christmas party? Check. Thank you event? Check. Sunday school helper? Check.… Continue reading 14.And Baby makes 5

12. Hot and bothered

I have never been very fond of summer. Call me un-Australian, but I would choose mild, overcast weather any day over hazy blue skies and heat that bakes you the moment you step into it. I was rather enjoying some of the cooler, cloudy days last week. A friend (apparently) spoke to me a little… Continue reading 12. Hot and bothered