Watoto: what a 24 hours!

The Watoto choir arrived on Friday lunchtime and left on Saturday lunchtime. The concert at our church was on Friday evening. Our time with them was brief, but they have left a huge imprint on our hearts. On Friday afternoon when we arrived at church, the choir had not long been there and the kids were generally really shy and quiet. They did some sound checking and their team of Aunties and Uncles were setting up for the evening event. Little Legs stayed very close by me, with her hands over her ears and a look […]

Facing firsts: overnight visitors

This Friday evening our church is hosting the Watoto Children’s Choir. There is much excitement buzzing around and our girls are really looking forward to the concert. For those of you who may be unfamiliar with the Watoto choirs, here is a link to their website: www.watoto.com In our wisdom, Mr Six and I spoke to our girls and we decided to offer to host two of the children with a chaperone. The girls were excited. Big Girl had agreed to forego her bedroom. They had seen clips of the choir and were excited to […]

Totally nowt to do with anything. Except me. (reposted)

This last year has started to unearth something in me. Maybe it’s something about the fight that adopting requires. The fight to navigate the process. The fight for your Little One, once you are aware of their existence. The fight to keep your head above water once your Little One comes home. The door is closed and life is supposed to carry on ‘as normal’. What does that even mean?!! The fight to get the best support and care for your Little One. The fight to stay healthy, sane and connected to other people. I […]

There was some shifting (reposted)

It has been three weeks now of sickness in our house. It started with Mr Six and has now worked its way round to me, via two of our girls. It has really wiped me out to be honest. I spent almost the whole weekend in bed, sleeping or resting. Which is really not like me at all. Me who doesn’t do lie ins. Or pj days. Or daytime naps. I haven’t even really had much in the way of a cold or anything. Just completely wiped out and sleeping. All. The. Time. It has […]

Minions, Trump and smells

Smell is a funny thing. Funny haha, and funny peculiar. I was laughing with my girls a few days ago about smells. Yes, we were talking about breaking wind and all the various names people give to it! And yes, the name of the American President had started the whole silly conversation. The girls just find farts, trumps, parps, pops (whatever you may call them!) hilarious! I think that’s why the Minions are such favourites here 😉 The girls’ cousins have a Minions fart gun toy, which often come out to play when we go over […]

Blog fun times

So our blog got hacked a couple of times a few weeks back. A combination of frustration at not knowing how to sort it, combined with illness in our household that has dragged on for weeks, has rendered me apparently unable or unmotivated to write anything on here. But I’m here again. A bit tired, but determined to get back to it.

Marking their territory

This morning I had to talk to our youngest two about ‘marking their territory’. I used the imagery of how cats and dogs frequently wee when they’re outside because they use their urine to mark their territory, to let other cats and dogs know that this is their turf. Mr Six and I have been discussing these behaviours this last few days, as we have noticed distinctly territorial behaviours happening. Mr Six teases me about comparing them to animal behaviours (which I understand), but they help me to understand and call out for myself what […]

Always his. Always.

Apparently seventeen years is marked by gifts of furniture…ha! In this house, if it’s functional it’s fine! We had what some would call a whirlwind romance, Mr Six and I. Met him in late summer, started ‘dating’ in the spring, engaged mid summer and married in January. Well, they say when you know, you know. Some said it wouldn’t last. He was too young. We hadn’t known each other long enough. We didn’t know each other well enough. We didn’t have any possessions, stuff. Maybe they were right and he was. We hadn’t. We didn’t. But […]

Happy birthday Little Bud!

Eight years ago today, our beautiful bundle of blessing burst into our lives. We had not long lost my Mum and I remember struggling to feel happy about much, to be honest. The grief was raw. And yet, in the midst of the pain and heartache, this little girl was a complete joy. Sure, she slept less than the other two. Significantly less! She refused point blank to take a bottle until she had to when I went back to work six months later! She was feisty and loud. She and I took a trip to London […]

Splitting

“Mummy, why does Little Legs want to be so mean to me and try to tear Happy Dreamer and my bestest cousin away from me all the time?” Yesterday afternoon Mr Six and I had our first PAS session. Time with our new PAS SW, who will hereafter be known as ‘The Play Lady’. Last night we had put Little Legs to bed and were talking to the big three about the PAS sessions that will be coming up. We revisited why and how Little Legs had come home to be part of our family. […]