Little Boy and I have been bored to tears this week (literally). So we’ve visited old man J and his dog, had a playdate with the cop’s wife and kids and today had another playdate with two little girls who’s parents teach at the early learning centre. It’s fun to see how other families adapt out here and also encouraging to think, ‘Yes! Little Boy will love being a big brother!”. He is an angel at other people’s houses… maybe because they bribe him with banana bread and pancakes.
We drove to Kununurra yesterday and Husband took the helicopter in for a service. As we were driving along the highway, about 150km from home, Little Boy started calling out to something. I thought he was calling out for Spotty, so I reminded him that Spotty can’t run this far, she has to stay with her puppies etc. I finally worked out he was saying “Dad!” when I looked out the window and saw a blue helicopter flying over us! Husband had spotted us from 1000 feet. Little Boy and I beamed with pride for the rest of the drive to Kununurra.
We have another Turkey Creek family member these days. The other pilot that lives with us, M, brought his fiancé, L, out here for the rest of the season. She’s GREAT! Nice to have another female to chat to, cook and keep the toilet seat down.
I haven’t always celebrated Mother’s Day happily. Mother’s Day for me has been a cruel reminder that I can’t spend a day spoiling my Mum, thanking her for giving birth to me and shaping my life to what it is today. In the past I’ve spoken to a friend of mine who also lost her Mum at a young age and we both agreed that around every Mother’s Day we need (at least) one BIG cry. After that we can continue to ignore the commercialism and remember how much we miss our Mum’s every day.
Since having Little Boy, my mourning has been turned into joy and I’m so grateful to the Lord for the gift of Motherhood.
We fell pregnant with Little Boy when we’d been married for 3 months, something looked down on these days. When we shared our news we often had negative reactions. People referred to our beautiful baby as a “surprise”, an “oops baby” and we still have other people tell us that if we could go back, we would have “been more careful”.
I have friends who’ve had children out of wedlock who also feel this negative judgment, especially from Christian friends.
I believe ALL children are a blessing from God. Every life is sacred and timed perfectly by a perfect God. They are never a burden, a curse or an accident. Whether the mother is 15 or 45. Yes, life with a baby is hectic but it is also the most precious way to learn humility, patience, and self-sacrificial love. It is a small glimpse of the love that Jesus shows us.
So rejoice with your Mothers, Aunties, Grandmothers and children today. Bless a single or young Mum today. Embrace a childless Mum or motherless child today.
Our special announcement was delivered by video message to our immediate family first thing this morning. Uploading it to my blog is beyond me so here it is:
We are expecting another precious baby late November 2013!!
A few people guessed it, your prize is in the mail. Not really.