In honour of my Mummy – her name is Daisy! She is simple and pure like the flower 🙂
It’s a wonderful opportunity to tell that all important person in your life how much she means to you and to your children.
My Mummy is the best!
i am who i am because she was and still is always there for me. She taught me to always lend a helping hand whenever i can. She showed me that even when we disagree with someone we can still love them. She is such a strong woman, bearing the weight of being our everything with such grace, i’m in awe.
Thank You MUMMY! i love you!
Now i would like you all to hop over to Unlocking Love and help a wonderful teen in her project to help some orphans who are all in need of loving mamas – check out her #WheresMyMom? project…Â
Here’s my contribution to her project – the 3 boys i’m shouting out for are:
Andrew needs a loving family to help him through life. Can you help?
Click on their names or pictures to find out more about them and please SHARE their stories today via social media – the more exposure they get, the more likely their forever families is to see them.
Yep, this time the word ‘Work’ is referring to employment…
Well, not exactly – not yet… i’m doing my internship for my playgroup/childcare course – unpaid, of course. But from now till Autumn, at least, i’ll be spending my Tuesday mornings with 7 adorable, always active, mostly loud, sometimes difficult boys of 3 to 4 years old.
My very first morning was yesterday and what an eventful first morning it was.
See that beige little house – that’s where the playgroup is. Doesn’t look like much but it’s quite nice inside…
i got there nice and early, only to find out that on Tuesdays the lady in charge (Monica) doesn’t come in very early. She arrived just 15 minutes before the playgroup was due to start. She says on Tuesdays, the kids tend to arrive right on time or a little late so no rush. She is really laid-back, both with the running of the playgroup and in her interaction with the parents.
It all started well. i was not a stranger to the boys. i had visited their group last October when i was just observing different types of childcare situations. But one of the boys’ mother just had a baby and he was not wanting to leave his mummy that morning. So Monica convinced him (let’s call him M) to wave bye at the window, while his mother promises to come pick him up very soon.
So like i said before, Monica is quite laid-back with the running of the morning. No big timetable to follow, no planned craft to do – unlike playgroups i hear about back in my home country.
We gather the boys, sing a couple of songs and then they are off to play. One of the boys, J, kept wanting to have snack and dragged his backpack around with him, asking if anyone wants to eat. We ended up having an early snack. A couple of the boys weren’t ready for snack just yet and we left them to play. They joined us quite quickly when they realised everyone was sitting down to eat without them.
They all bring their own snack and are really good with sharing their food with others. They do lots of food exchanges – i was very amused. A couple of the boys finished early – one of them was M.
M went off to play with R just round the corner from our snack table. The others were still eating so we stayed with them. i popped my head around to tell them playing around the big tables is not a good idea. The room is a shared facility with the Lunch-table for older kids so there are much bigger tables in the big room. i go back to the snack table and almost as soon as my head was turned we heard a loud BANG and then crying.
M had fallen. i suspect he was trying to swing between 2 big tables. i have done that in my childhood days and broken my tooth. He had a big bump on his forehead and his upper lip was bleeding. i picked him up and handed him to Monica. While she took care of him, i got the other kids to finish up their snack, go to the next room to play while i cleaned up the snack table.
M won’t let her even put a cold pack on his bump and the only thing which calmed him down was dialing his mother’s mobile on Monica’s phone. It wasn’t serious but Monica had to carry him the whole time till just 5 minutes before the end.
We tried to get everyone back to the circle to sing a few songs before the end but they were all so distracted by the incident. The mums arrived early and it was all good.
So i was super nervous about this first morning and now that it’s over, i’m looking forward to next Tuesday and i think i will enjoy these Tuesday mornings with the boys 😉
My poor husband has been unwell since November last year. He had Legionnaires Disease, recovered slightly but continued to feel terrible. After multiple visits to the doctor, he was finally diagnosed with Hyperthyroid. We were relieved, it is a well-documented and treatable condition. Now he is suffering from pains in both arms and legs. After a trip to the ER, a late night call to our family doctor, and an appointment today, it was concluded that the pains are a side effect of the thyroid meds. But it is still not getting better – sigh! – yet…
We can’t seem to catch a break with these health issues. We are also dealing with other issues which i am not ready to share. But it has indeed been one thing after another, all while trying to keep daily life on track.
A dear friend sent me this video to encourage me (Thank you my dear!):
It is a beautiful song. i have had dark times in my life before and focusing on the Lord always made it better and again it has worked.
But still it is human nature to ask, “Why Lord? Why?”.
“…Actually, when I realized the simple fact that God can–and will–give us more than we can possibly bear, it got easier…”
“Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of me…for my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” (Matt. 11: 28-30)
“…in that one verse he simply states the reason why we are given more than we can handle: It’s so we can come to him. It’s so we can trust him enough to hand over our heavy, crippling burdens and let him carry the load…”
What she says in there is so so true and really lifts my spirit. Because i don’t have to be strong all by myself. i can lean on God’s strength. i don’t have to be brave all by myself. Jesus is with me always. i don’t have to figure out what to do all by myself. The Holy Spirit is here to lead me.
i can, and i pray i will, come to my Lord and give Him all my cares and i will bless His Name… because…
“…he’s the only one who can make it bearable when life is simply anything but.”
Amen.
i thank God for dear brothers- and sisters-in-Christ who stand by me in prayers and in spirit.
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