Hello, welcome to my blog. It’s been a long time! I haven’t shared my stories in over a year, I think.
I wrote a few posts after my mum died, but then I felt like I lost my voice. I didn’t have anything encouraging to say and I struggled with such a huge amount of grief. Yet, some grief looks silent.
How many times can you say “I feel a little lost without my mum”? How can you describe how your heart feels when grief changes something indescribable in your heart? I’m not sure. Having said all that… I missed you! I missed writing! I missed sharing my random thoughts and my life. So here I am!
Since my last post…I think I had just found out we were expecting our first son? Our 5th child. Sounds funny to even say it out loud! “We have 5 children!” 😄😄
Well, on the 16th of January 2021 we finally welcomed our first son into the world. Little Henry. He is blessed to have 4 big sisters who adore him!
This was our first family photo. It was taken the day I got home from hospital.
Henry was a big baby at 10 pounds, 1 ounce. 😄
I was fed up being pregnant. I want to say that I was patient and glowing. I wasn’t either. I was heavy and swollen.
Yet, the reward of holding Henry in my arms the moment he was born was tremendous. The journey of the pregnancy had worn me out in many ways. However, as soon as I held Henry my heart cried out: “He was worth every moment”.
I don’t say that lightly. In fact, I honestly begged my husband in those last few weeks of pregnancy to never let me get pregnant again. To remind me if I got clucky that pregnancy is hard work! It was my hardest pregnancy.
I had no fight left in me. No resilience or determination to “hangnin there”. It was probably because my heart was worn out from the death of my mum just months before we concieved him.
There was also so many unknowns. I was happy with my 4 girls, and had never experienced a boy baby.
What would life look like with a boy?
It looks like snuggles in bed each morning with all 4 sisters eager to cuddle Henry.
Henry is 4 months old now. Since his birth we have had a massive change in our lives. We suddenly left Alice Springs in the Northern Territory to move back to South Australia to be with family. I missed my family. Will missed his family. We missed friends.
In my next post I will hopefully share some of the extraordinary things God did to take care of us in the process of moving.
We are now living in a little town called Bethany, in the Barossa Valley. In the old Lutheran Manse. Which is dedicated to the glory of God.
My prayer and hope for my life is that one day our lives will be like our home: Dedicated to the Glory of God. 💜💜💜💜
I am excited to reconnect with you all again. I’m excited to share my stories with you.
After all, life is meant to be done together.
Love always Kelly xx