Happy 18th Hamish

Happy happy birthday Hamish. I am a little bit stunned that you are 18 today. I know you get sick of the stories......10 years ago today or 15 years ago today.........but 18 years ago today you were the baby that had longed and fought for and that survived and entered our lives. I wanted to call you Jacob Alan Douglas but Dad wanted Hamish Robert and honestly I was so tired that I really didn’t care. And now I love your name. Can’t imagine you as anything else.

You were such a sweet, gentle baby and toddler. Quiet, happy, easy going. Dopey. Adorable. People would stop us to tell us how gorgeous you were, cos you were. You loved Bailey even though he annoyed the heck out of you. He loved you very very hard.

I remember waking up one night to feed you and flicking on the telly but something was wrong with it. Every single channel showed a plane smashing into a building. I kept flicking the channel but it was the same picture. That’s right it was 9/11 and you and I watched as the second plane smashed as well on live tv. I remember feeling so horrified and looking down at your sweet innocent face and wondering what the world was doing.

You loved being called Mooey but when you started school told me that you were grown up now and needed a change. I asked what you had in mind and you said we could call you Moo now.

I still call you Mooey, guess that’s what you’ll always  be to me. Even if you are 6”4 and stand above all of us in the family. Driving to Nanny’s house one day when you were about 4 I asked you what you wanted to be when you grew up. A sumo wrestler you replied. So seriously.

I love the memory of you quitting kindy as you had decided to become a top model and there was lots of money in that so you wouldn’t need school. That one took you a bit of convincing out of .

I am proud of the person you are becoming. I love that I can trust you and that you mostly make good decisions. I love that you are a good friend and know how to keep a persons confidence. Sure you are moody and irritable sometimes, but who isn’t. Sure you don’t always move as fast as I would like, or wear as much deodorant as I would choose or keep your room clean. You are kind, generous, honest, funny and thoughtful and I am so glad God chose to give you to us.

You don’t have a great interest in God at the moment but I know you know him and I pray that you will develope and grow your faith as you mature. God has had his hand on you your whole life and that brings me peace. Love you Mooey. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

New Year. New School!

I can’t believe it is 2018 already. Our seventh year in Bunbury, WA. So much change for our little family, all growing up. Charli, Cate and Hamish started a new School and so far (3 days in) are enjoying it.  Very different to their private Christian school. Lots of things to get used to. But lots of exciting interesting opportunities too.

Charli started year seven. Her first year of high school. She is loving changing classes every hour and her new teachers. She is slowly making friends and getting used to the public system.

Cate is in Year Nine. Her electives are drama, cooking and recreational sport. She is the one that most needed a fresh start and I pray that this will be that for her.

Hamish is Year 11 which I can not believe. He is in the VET program. Maths, English, Careers and Enterprise. Cert 2 in Sport and Rec and Cert 2 in automotive as well as Cert 2 in tyres, balancing etc. (not the correct title, brain has gone blank). He thinks he may like to be a mechanic so this will be a good taster for him. He is also doing regular shifts at Hungry Jacks and saving up hard for a car.

Bay turns 21 in August. He has been slower in figuring out what he wants to do. He has been doing odd jobs, gardening, djing, sound work etc. He is thinking about going down to Tassie in May and staying with his uncle. Clearing his head, enjoying the country air and hopefully finding work and a direction to head in.

James is pastor of the church we attend. Between 75-100 people attend. This keeps him busy. Meetings, plans, sermons, people all needing something. He loves it.

I hope this is a good year for us. Last year sucked. Looking forward to seeing what God has in store for us.

Time flies

Wow. I haven't looked at my blog for ages. One of my last posts was of the Royal wedding and now there is a new little Prince George.

And Kate coming out at the hospital was just beautiful. She looked glowing and happy and sooo normal. Refreshing for all new mums out there to enjoy the whole process.

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The Royal Wedding

So we have a new princess or Duchess. She looked stunning. I am so pleased for her.

Wasn't this a lovely dress?  At first I was disappointed but it grew on me.

I love that Will told her she looked beautiful straight away and that he joked with her father that he had expected just a small family affair.

Beautiful Service. The choir was lovely. I loved the song This is the Day. Very very much.

So it is over.  Or it is just beginning.  Charli and I snuggled up on the couch together and oohed and ahhed and groaned over the hats. Some were gorgeous and some were...... questionable.  Julia Gillard our PM looked lovely. I just hope that she didn't talk to anyone as her accent is atrocious. It was all so organised. The Royal Family know how to do things. 
I hope for Kate that she is treated well by The Firm.  That her and Will have a long happy marriage.  May they not turn out like Charles and Diana.

When I grow up.........................

Charli and I are so impressed with this that we are practising our own act. I will be standing on Charli's head. Please pray for Charli.

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