From her eyes. A story of Surviving. Breaking. Thriving. A child’s perspective.

I believe you. You have had to go through things that no one should. The world is full of broken people and sometimes they may hurt others. If there is one thing that is for sure, it is that things change. Nothing is forever. One day you will look back on this day and it may still be painful, but it won’t be your reality, it will just be a memory.

But I’m single – I can’t be a foster carer.

Over the years I have had people begin conversations with me that go like this… “I will become a foster parent when my kids are older.” Or… “I always wanted to foster but my partner doesn’t want to.” Or… “I would like to be a foster parent, but I’m single so I can’t.” We will…

Walking in her shoes – A Biological Mum’s perspective.

They say you don’t know what it is like for someone else until you walk a mile in their shoes. I have often wondered what the Out of home care system would look like if we all ‘swapped’ roles for a day. If a foster carer could stand in as the magistrate. If the Social worker could be a foster child. If a magistrate could live a day as a foster carer! I wonder if there would be any changes to the system if we really understood what it was like for others to live amongst this chaos.

To you Middle Mumma

To the middle mummas. A shout out to you. If today has been a wonderful day, one where memories are made, milestones are reached, children have behaved – I celebrate with you! These days can be few and far between and I know how much your heart rejoices as you wipe up the mess and…

When I failed, But God Grew.

Each night I would find myself sobbing in the shower. The day had started before the sun rose. Instantly I was in battle mode. It was all encompassing. I was desperately grasping to a sense of hope – trying to provide normalcy and meet my expectations of parenting my beautiful sons and daughter. My belly…

New Year, New word.

For many years I have resisted the idea of choosing a word that will define your attitude to a new year. It felt too forced, or ‘trendy’. But as 2018 has come to an end I have been reflecting on the need for a ‘word’. Just a little something to focus on as the chaos…

The big deal about Resilience

Sitting in church and this week’s sermon was on Resilience. At least, I think it was. That was the word that was up on the screen,  followed by a photo of the Eagles win and I remember a comment being made about the ‘Resilient Eagles’. Beyond that, I must admit, like many Sunday mornings I…

Today I gave a boy back to …. an office.

Think there are enough foster carers and that it isn’t something you need to do? Nope. At 4pm on Sunday we had a phone call that there was a 1 year old in the hospital, healthy and well but with no carer available to look after him. Despite barely being able to walk and having…

Change the Story

It has taken me a week to contemplate how we begin to talk about what happened in a family home in Perth last week. Three little girls murdered by their own dad. Their mum hours later when she returned home from work and their Grandma the next day when she come over to visit. But…

A Battle Cry!

The emotional up and down’s feel so heavy at times. The Decisions that need to be made. The lack of control I have on the situation. I need others to fall as desperately in love as I am. But I am so weary from lack of sleep it all feels so overwhelming. So at 3am…