Last month Adam turned two. We bought him Lego Duplo which mummy and daddy Adam is having lots of fun with. I loved Adam’s first birthday party with the hordes of people and the slight chaos of having so many non verbal kids in one room. I loved the homely feel...
Just to simply be a Mummy….
For that is what I am, perhaps you are too?
Being a mummy is a wonderful journey into proving all the books wrong and discovering that your kid doesn’t fit into either a round nor square hole, do join me for the journey.
A two year old
Appreciate update
So back in January I chose a word for the year, and that was Appreciate. It was a word that would change my perspective. It was a world that would push my comfort. and it was a word that would expose that which was ugly. Mid way through I learnt it’s the art of...
The summer project
I have a pinterest board of quiet books. They always look so inviting as sewing projects. This summer I tried to do my first quiet book specifically designed for my brothers wedding. I wanted to make a book suitable for Adam’s experience of the event. I chose to...
Appreciate: half a year
Back in January, prompted by the Velvet Ashes group I chose a word for the year. One word, to continually come back to, to muse over, to mediate on. One word that I would go on to make my backdrop on almost every digital device, would force myself to acknowledge daily...
May’s projects
We’ve discovered imaginative play and it’s changing the way we work with toys. It’s a stage of play that really distinguishes the toddler, representational and symbolic thinking begins to develop and there is a great need to imitate. With the days...
Christianeese scars
The question comes and my mind blurts out the glib answer, full of theological undertones that reassures my own particular way of living Christianity. Inside I squirm at my inability to break free from the words as I speak / type them. I wish I was the only one but I...
Infants and budget flights
Next weekend we fly again. It’s only been a few weeks since our last trip and so the memory is fresh. Every parent hopes their child will sleep, we’ve learnt to know better. Luckily our flight is usually under the 3 hour mark, but sleep is not on his...
All for a bunch of Daffodils
I saw them selling daffodils, huddled behind a bucket of posies, out in the gathering dusk on the Saturday evening. The yellow heads bobbed their strangely distinctive shapes, flooding my memory with images of Mothering Sunday. “Buy me some daffodils” I...
The big screen
It’s not extravagant but we didn’t need it but people think we are strange for not having one but we have other things we use instead but alternatives do have their limitations but our bank account is, in part at least, filled by donations but it would be...
January’s project
As part of my year of ‘appreciate’ I’m trying to note one thing I’ve really appreciated each day… I’ve challenged myself to add to that one activity I’ve deliberately orchestrated to do with Adam. With the cold and miserable...
Little elusive words that shape us
Missionary life is about bending your culture to fit into another tin, chopping off pieces and adapting others. It’s not about losing culture heritage and adopting another, nor is about creating a mini slice of your passport country in another land… though...
December’s Project
Daily commitment is tough. It turns out I’m not that reliable. I don’t intend to fail and forgo, I just fall pray to the distractions of life. I forget to complete the task, or, if I remember I procrastinate, fill my time with the other things “I...