Happy Father’s Day… a day late…

i can’t believe i missed posting on Father’s Day! i, the gal who has always felt and known what an important role a father plays in a child’s life and growing up years, didn’t forget that it was Father’s Day yesterday. But somehow my brain didn’t make to connection to posting about it here.

Oh my, i just took a long back at past years and realised i have always posted late for Father’s Day – how terrible! (See here and here.) Here’s to making up for it:

My Tributes

My father is very important to me.
He is my champion, my hero.
The one who always cheers me on.
i am who i am because my father is who he is and he loves me so very much.
My need to protect my loved ones comes from my father who was and still is very protective of me.
i laugh a lot because my father is always cracking jokes and bringing laughter into our lives.
i love life and dare to live it because my father is my example.
My father is very important to me.

I LOVE YOU DADDY!

Loving time with Daddy!

To my husband, the father of my son, the one who can fix all things
(not everything in the whole wide world, just everything in my son’s & mine). 
The father of my son, the one who is the strength of this family. 
My son’s father, the one who loves in his silent and practical ways. 
My husband, the father my son looks up to and eagerly awaits his return home each day.
My son loves his father so much, it’s fun to watch the two of them together.
Together, father and son, sharing interest and laughter.
My husband, the best father my son can have.

DADDY WE LOVE YOU!

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Being Grateful…

A rainbow always reminds me of how gracious God is to allow Noah to save his family & the animals so that we are all here today… and to see a double rainbow! Thank you God.

i have been rather very frustrated with my little guy these couple of days. “Why?”, you ask.

Well, he is turning 8 (yes, time certainly has flown). And of course an upcoming birthday means presents! Now normally i’m as excited as my son about presents. i love ripping the wrapper off and gasping at the lovely gift. But this time, instead of feeling that excitement, i have increasingly felt how demanding my 8-year old can be.  i feel his “ungratefulness” so much more than ever before. Why? i’m not quite sure.

It seems that he is always wanting more. Which child doesn’t? It seems that he isn’t happy with what he already has or is so very quickly bored with what he has been given. But haven’t most of us at some point in time felt that the grass is greener on the other side?

i think some of these feelings come from having my heart broken over my little Heath and my lovely Heather. They have so little, NO, they have nothing! They have no toys or books and certainly have not been given presents. They have no mummy or daddy who would care whether they knew how to be grateful for what they have. They would be very grateful just for someone who would smile at them, talk to them and play with them. They would even be grateful for just a little part of a toy or a rag of a doll to call their own.

11 year old Heath is a cutie who needs his family asap.
10 year old Heather is a sweetie needing a family asap.

Look at their small innocent faces. i can’t stand that they have been all alone in this world all these years and in institutes at that, understaffed, underfunded places which don’t really care!! They would thrive so well in a loving family environment. They would be a wonderful addition to any family. Would that be your family? Click on their picture to find out more.

You can help, even if you can’t adopt. You can pray for them, you can donate towards their adoption grant, you can share their stories far and wide so that their family can find them faster. You can help, so please do.

If you do help, do leave a comment below so i can thank you personally.

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Joy, or “Just Wait?”

i would like to start this post with an apology.

If you have been my friend and you have been a new mum or a new dad and i have been less than encouraging, i am sorry. i am sorry for all the over-the-top comments i have made about the ‘shoulds’ and ‘should-nots’ of parenthood. i am most definitely no expert, just a mum who is also learning her way around this challenging yet fulfilling place called ‘parenthood’.

What i should have been doing is cheering you on with comments such as, “You are doing great.”, “Don’t worry. Things will turn fine when she/he grows up.”, “You have done such a wonderful job of raising her/him.”, “You are a fantastic mum/dad.”, “Just you wait till she/he smiles that first smile.”.

The link below leads to a post written with great perspective – a perspective every parent should be inspired to have.

Have a read. Joy, or “Just Wait?” | Diving for Pearls.

It still takes my breath away to think that he grew from this helpless day old babe to this very active, funny almost 8-year old boy!

In just 15 days, my little guy turns 8! Time has flown! Many of the “Just Waits” have come and gone, sadly, but  i have so many more “Just Waits” to come. And i look forward to them, gladly.

As i read this article, i can’t help but think about all the orphans listed on Reece’s Rainbow who are still waiting, just waiting; just waiting for their forever families to come and get them, just waiting for a mummy or a daddy to pick them up and swing them around, just waiting for siblings who would play with them, just waiting to be in a loving home. And it is a hope we can bring to fruit – we just need to keep praying, keep advocating, keep sharing. Consider adopting one of these precious ones if you can.

Please go to Reece’s Rainbow to find out more. And remember my little Heath and my lovely Heather– they are just waiting; just waiting for joy.

10-year-old Heather, is a healthy sweetie who needs a family asap.
11-year-old Heath, is a cutie who needs his family asap.

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