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I had one job!

Today l had one job, to watch Aria and Harvey while my daughter Jasmin went to school to help on Chase’s schools Mother’s Day Stall. The Bloke had a pre op appointment before he gets his hip replacement in June so he dropped me at Jasmin’s house at 8:00am.

I had one job to watch these small people while Jasmin went to school with Chase for a few hours. Put Harvey down for his nap at 11:00am and that was all- easy really.

So we did our usual cuddles and watching their shows, each had a favourite show for me to watch and then we decided to do silly photos!

Grandma and Aria rocking a bouffant
Harvey’s bouffant
Cheese says Aria!!

So Harvey wanted to get into the spirit because we were laughing he wanted to play the clown and so up onto the coffee table and he was dancing.

My Clown boy!

Before l even had time to tell him to get down he fell! Straight into the window, l’ve never run so fast or scaled a coffee table so quickly as l did today. Telling him “Stay still Harvey!” He was so good he just stayed still till l could make sure he wasn’t injured and oh my gosh hugged his little being till l almost crushed him!

All he was worried about was his Mummy would be mad! But l reassured him “Mummy will only be mad at Grandma not Harvey!” l checked him over so thoroughly and made sure he was all in one piece, then l issued Aria orders.. “Where does Mummy keep the vacuum cleaner? Watch the kitten doesn’t go bear the glass, stay over there right away” She was so good showing me where the vacuum was and then showing me how to work it 🤷🏼‍♀️ in the meantime she’s reassuring Harvey “It’s ok Harvey you’re not in trouble” turned my back for a second the kittens trying to get through the hole, luckily Dookie the dog was on the other side keeping her in. For about 10 minutes it was bedlam! And Jasmin had been gone less than an hour!!

Oops broken window
My Soul Sister was on duty today as Guardian angel.

My “Clown boy” suddenly became Grandma’s cuddle bunny. Aria was keeping watch on the clock to make sure Harvey was on time for his nap, she had a vested interest she could have her iPad time when he went to bed.

As he snuggled down he asked for his Mummy l said “When you wake up Mummy will be home” he nodded and said “Mummy mad!” No l told him not with my Harvey boy, kissed him and told him “I love you” he grins “Luff you too

As l made coffee and lunch for Aria it hit me just how badly that might have ended and l told myself “You had just one job!” And l’d messed it up! I also thanked my Soul Sister in spirit for catching him and not letting him be damaged. Luckily my Bloke got home and patched the hole with some MDF panels until we can get a glazier in but then l had to break the news to Jasmin, and pray she wouldn’t yell too loudly!

As soon as Jasmin got home l explained and thankfully none of us got into trouble but l will pay for the glass because they’ve only been in their new home two months and l’ve already let a window get broken!! “You had one job Grandma!”

On other subjects… Baby Violet had her home visit from the midwifery team today and it was Ash who delivered her. When Vi was released from hospital she’d lost 100 grams that was Monday, today is Wednesday and she’s up 80 grams! Yay Violet!! She’s a good baby so far!

My renewed creativity is going well and this months art prompt is “blooming marvellous May,” each day of the month you do a floral piece. I did Violet first so l decided to do each of my seven grandchildren, Chase wasn’t a flower so l did his name and added some Climbing Jasmine to his letter C! Today ironically was Harvey’s day, no flowers or plants called Harvey, so l wrote his name and gave him a floral hibiscus border!!

Harvey and hibiscus!!

I wonder if l’ll be invited back to baby sit again!

#AtoZchallenge No Z but…

Welcome to the world
Violet Avonia Campion

Today my letter “V” arrived! How clever was she to be born on her due date. April 30th 2021. Weighing in at a good 8 pound 8 oz, head circumference 35.5 cms and a long 53 cms.

My daughter Amber was doing some family tree research during Covid lockdown and realised my Maternal Grandmother was named Violet Jane and her daughter, my Mother was named Eileen Avonia. So she took Violet and Avonia and created this bundle of joy!!

Only a few minutes old

We got to the hospital for a check up this morning at about 10:40am and up to delivery at 12:00pm. At 6:00pm she was 4 cms dilated and so they gave her some morphine at 6:50pm she was pushing and then at 7:46pm Violet was born. The last bit sped up really quickly.

5 minutes old being checked in the humidity crib

I can’t help but think that my beautiful Soul Sister was watching over us as Violet came into the world. From tears of sadness to tears of joy as l cut this little ones cord. Some one once told when one soul leaves the world another enters!

Five hours old, sleeping, well, like a baby!

Now it’s 3:00am and Amber and l have tried to sleep but l think adrenaline has kicked in so we stare at this new little being who has joined our family and thank Jehovah for how healthy she is.

Now you REALLY have met my whole family! Five children, in laws, Cousin, Husband and seven Grandchildren!

Day 5- Grand Children

Yes l am a Grandma.

In the year 2013 l became a Grandma three times! None of them planned but all very much loved. Number one- we currently have no access to but l pray when she’s older she might come looking for answers to her questions and we’ll be here with open arms. Number one was born in July 2013.

Number two- “Sweetpea” was born in November the 21st. Three days early. I was with her Mum, my youngest daughter, she had some issues during the birth so the Midwife handed me a bundle wrapped in a towel and said “Here Grandma watch this for me” l spent the next two hours welcoming her to our family and making sure she knew how loved she was. I spent the first night in the hospital with the girls and then we brought them home on day three.

Grandchild three – our first born Grandson, was born exactly two weeks later 5th December 2013. l didn’t have a nick name chosen for him until l saw him! He was born via Caesarian section and l was with his Mum, my eldest daughter, when he was born his little face was so chubby and he was chatting away he didn’t stop talking, his little face was so “Squishy” that was his nick name. I stayed in the hospital with them for the first night too.

Number two and three grew up almost like twins until Squishy got a baby sister in August 2016. Oh that little face, she has the most adorable little mouth she became my “Faery Girl” too delicate and sweet to belong to this world.

So suddenly we had three hands on Grand babies to love and spoil.

Then Mother’s Day 2017 l unwrapped a present from our Eldest Son and there was a beautiful wooden bowl which is used to hold your yarn while you crochet, and a ball of pink and a ball of blue yarn and a cigar. Hmm weird.. l thanked them and continued to get lunch ready our Son asked “What can you make with that yarn?” I said “oh l don’t know l’ll think of something” he said “You’d better think quickly” and then l understood, Pink and Blue yarn and a cigar for my husband! We were going to be Grandparents again!!

Mean while my eldest daughter husband and their little family were on holidays, when they got back l had permission to share the latest news but before l could share it 4 yr old Squishy says “Grandma!! Guess what?! Mummy’s got a baby in her tummy” she flinched.. they hadn’t planned to tell us yet!

So then Grandchildren five and six were coming one in July and one in December.

Number Five- our “Little Dude” was born July 2018. His Maternal Grandparents came from Netherlands for his birth and we celebrated the happy news together.

Number six- My “Prince Charming” was born Christmas night 2018. He was overdue and my daughter was so desperate for him not to be born on Christmas Day, alas, babies come when they will, he didn’t let her eat her desert though! He has those same kissable lips as his “Faery girl” elder sister.

Isn’t it funny- when you have your children you think your heart is full to bursting, no more room to love anyone else. Then you become a “Grand” Parent and suddenly your bursting with love again. Each one is so different but all deeply loved.

Now we are awaiting Grandchild number seven it’s a little girl and she’s due end of April, she will be Sweetpea’s baby sister seven years age difference, she will have to adjust to being a Big Sister and not having her Mum all to herself. She’s excited, when my daughter found out she was having a girl we made a little display of pink things on the dining room table and brought her in to show her, her little eyes got wide and she whispered “Is it really a girl?!” We said “Yes” she cried “Why are you crying?” We asked in shock and l wrapped her in a hug her little shoulders shaking she whisper “I’m so excited Grandma!”

And so are we!

Day 4- Life..

April 2019- my 17 year old son was playing football and hurt his knee. Hurt is an understatement he did the trinity of Knee damages, his ACL, his MCL and his Meniscus it couldn’t be much worse. That simple fall in the first 20 minutes of the first game of Football for the season. Seemingly innocent and yet.. here we are almost two years later dealing with that bloody knee!

The first time (yep l said “First time” it’s getting worse!) there a blog on my page somewhere about the horror, l still feel sick when l think of it and all the emotions of those six months come back easily. He ended up having three different surgeries and then got Golden Staph blood poisoning. Horrific!

He had a pic line in his arm to deliver drugs straight into his system, he had weeks in the hospital and then six more weeks at home with “Hospital at home” nurses in every.single.day!! As a result he missed time off school and was unable to finish his final school year, another crushing blow.

April till August we dealt with his #bloodyknee as we all fondly called it. MRI’s, surgeons, Dr’s, blood tests, X-rays, heart scans, my poor boy had them all and l was with him every step of the way. My husband would drop me off at 7.00am and he’d go to work and then get back at about 6.00pm we’d supervise his dinner (or go buy him something to tempt him to eat!) and then leave at around 8.00pm and drive 45 minutes home. We were all wrecked!

Finally he was off the crutches and almost walking normally, he’d gotten a temporary job with The Bloke’s company to make himself some money and decide what his next steps should be. He decided he’d like to be a Builder and so we found him a man who was willing to give him a trial and he started working. We wondered how his knee would hold out and the answer was.. it didn’t!

In April 2020 his knee collapsed on him and he came hobbling home, it swelled up it was hot and l was more vocal this time! The first time l let my husband and my son and the football coach make decisions l didn’t agree with THIS time l did not! I called the physio and got him in l told him “l think he’s done it again” all three of them tsk tsk’ed me and said “it’s probably nothing!” Until the Physio started working on it and l saw his face fall and l knew!! He was in X-ray pretty soon after. He saw the Surgeon the next day!

This time he had torn the ACL because the Surgeon suggested that the graft had been weakened by the infection. So immediately blood works were done to make sure there was no Golden Staph present and he was booked in for surgery in March.

And then Covid came! Star Son gave up his dream job because his knee buckled as they were carrying a window and he almost dropped it! Surgeries were cancelled and then he was downgraded to “Elective” and he ended up having to wait until October 2020. And due to very strict covid conditions we had to leave him at the door to hobble into the hospital and be admitted for surgery, all by himself!! That was the hardest day of my life waiting to hear how it went. The surgeon called us to say all had gone better than expected and he would be gone in two days. My husband was his nominated visitor so he went in and sat with him for only an hour and we face timed so l could see and speak to him. I was in the car in the car park!

So from October until today he’s been back and forth for appointments and physio. He started his dream job he’s doing an apprenticeship with my Son in law as a builder and because his boss (our son in law) has followed the drama every step of the way he understands about the appointments and physio and everything needed for Star Son to heal. Today he had an appointment with physio who said he’s doing really good and a bit above where he should be. Then he saw the surgeon this afternoon he is also happy with his progress and so for now we can breath a little easier.

We went out for lunch to celebrate we had to kill a few hours between appointments.

Lunch here!
Lentil Burger and Wedges
Labyrinth at the hospital, with the constellation “the Southern Cross”
Every time we come here l walk the labyrinth and pray for good results!

As parents do we ever stop worrying about them? I think the older they get the more worried l am. Then of course you become a Grandparent and the level of worry goes up a notch!!

Happy September!

Today is the start of spring! Yay! Winter is over! In this months arty challenges, we are focusing on #poetember #sketchathon as well and also #blogfest. But this post is about #poetember.

So I am going to be attempting to write poetry, I can’t tell you its going to be good, but some of them are ok! I started ahead of time to prepare because Im slow at writing poetry! But to start off the month I thought I would share with you one of my favourite poems.. there are a few favourites and I’ll share them throughout this month as well.

Today since Grand baby number five who is just four weeks old Rafiki Jack Hine Is coming to visit I thought I’d share with my my favourite poem by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton called “Song for the fifth child” I have five children so this has been my mantra throughout the years!

Rafiki Jack Hine- born 29th July 2018. With his proud Grandpa!

Song for a Fifth Child

◦ by Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,

Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,

Hang out the washing and butter the bread,

Sew on a button and make up a bed.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?

She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue

(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

Dishes are waiting and bills are past due

(Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).

The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew

And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo

But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo.

Look! Aren’t her eyes the most wonderful hue?

(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).

The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,

For children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.

So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.

I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.

Okay time to go cuddle a child! I’ll be back later with my poetry and drawing!

I’m baccckkk!!

hello everyone,

did you miss me?

I have been so sick and I even ended up going to the Doctor for some help when my ear started to feel like it was full of glue!

So Saturday morning I went to the Dr he listened very closely as I croaked and coughed my way to what the problem was and the  put up his hand to shush me… He said “I know EXACTLY what is wrong with you, just by looking at you but even hearing your voice I can tell.. you have Influenza A” lovely.. Influenza A.. it concerns from throat to chest area, “Yes your throat is very red! No your chest sounds fine, no temperature but Oh!! your ear!! You Also have a middle ear infection” So this Influenza A causes laryngitis and the cough, check had that since last Sunday, ut apparently my chest was OK which is a relief… I only had one day of fever so that was good and I would have ignored it all except for my ear! So I left $50 poorer and with a prescription for antibiotics to kill the ear infection.

So when I get sick I like to hibernate (actually I like to hibernate ALL the time) so this timing was really not good. Amber went away Thursday night to Sydney for the weekend because it was my elder son’s 21st birthday. Originally he had made plans to come to Victoria to spend the weekend for his Birthday with HIS father… who suddenly decided that he was “busy” that weekend attending SOMEONE elses 21st… dog! Several things he upset me.. A) he didn’t remember when his SONS birthday was and B) he made plans to celebrate SOMEONE ELSES SONS 21st birthday over his OWN SON!! I am so mad with him. A wise friend of mine said “it’s HIS issue to dal with not mine and that I shouldn’t let him have rent space in my head, yes I KNOW that is wise and smart BUT I am a Mother who feels wounded on behalf of her son.

I guess in a way too, I also felt guilty because I couldn’t go to Sydney to celebrate with him, because my Star SON had his Grand final football match on the Sunday. We offered to fly Jarrah down to Melbourne for the weekend and have a little party for him, but he was uncomfortable flying on his own which is fair enough.

So Amber left of Thursday night and I said weeks ago I’d have Scarlett for the weekend..I didn’t expect that Id be so sick. Scarlett was also sick, and so we were giving her drops for Conjunctivitis and Panadol for her cold.. she’s a terror she had to be held down to get these things done. Of course apparently I’m the only one who can do the job, which also for a time makes me number one enemy.. which hurts because I cry with her and say “I’m sorry but you need to have this done” then she won’t come near me for ages because I’m the baddy who hurts her and makes her have terrible medicine.

Thursday night I think I got three hours sleep.

Friday I was a zombie all day with both the babies and a throbbing ear, needless to say I forewarned the family, don’t expect the house to be shiny and bright when you get home and we three spent the day being lazy, snuggled up reading books and watching mindless children’s tv shows.

Friday night again with Scarlett, I ended up sleeping in Amber’s bed with her again, and I got maybe 5 hours sleep. But it wasn’t so bad because The Bloke and Star Son were home to help me with the babies. We had a messing around the house kind of day doing chores and not too much else.

Saturday night I was really a zombie, and I slept through till 6.00am, if Scarlett woke up I didn’t hear her and at 600am Sunday The Bloke got her up and brought her into our bed so “grandma can sleep a bit more” she went back to sleep until 8.00am. We had to get up and go to Star Son’s “Grand Final” which means that NO MORE FOOTBALL!! and that also indicates that Winter is almost over.. I am so excited about that because I have never been this sick in any Winter ever.. this is my fourth round of illness. The Babies are likewise and so I guess we’ve been passing it onto each other.

The Grand Final was the highlight of the season, sadly we lost and yet the team didn’t seem overly upset, I think they knew they’d given their all and that is all we ask of them


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That’s my Star Son kicking the ball.

He had a really good game and kicked himself a goal and helped assist in another goal, so he had a good day despite not winning. I wrote his this little note on FB so that he could know we support him however the day went:

To my Darling Starson (Will)
Another grand final another chance for a medal, but whatever happens, win, lose or draw, play YOUR game, follow the rules, run your legs off but most of all have fun!
This is your day with your friends and team mates. Whatever happens we will be there cheering you on and as proud as ever. Happy Grand final 2015! Love ya xox

They act all big and tough these “between” boys..they are still “kids” and yet their ages and some of their sizes say they are “teens” and yet they cried when they lost! I purposely stayed away from the club rooms because I would have ended up crying with them, and besides I had a restless Scarlett who wanted to be anywhere but where she was! Star Son won player of the match, one of five, and got himself a $50.00 gift card, he was so pleased with that! It doesn’t take much for him to be pleased with his game but it always helps when the Coaches notice him.

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Thats my Star Son on the end #4..

Look at the height of some of his team mates, he’s the smallest!

We thought that this is his 5 year in the finals, one they won and the rest they’ve missed out on.. it might dampen his enthusiasm but no! he’s still determined to be an AFL player when he’s older. God Speed to my Star Son!

Ohh.. and did I mention….18 days to go… I’m hoping and praying I’ll get better by then, but if not at least I’ll be able to relax on our trip!!

Busy Art Day

I’m sick (again) I started off with a head cold it’s gone into my chest.. I’m sore from coughing, and my voice is husky (the Bloke likes it that way!) but it means I can’t talk loud or yell, the children LOVE that!

Today, my eldest daughter arranged for Squishy to stay home with his “Dada” and give me a rest, so I put my “rest day” to good use..


First of all I did this double page spread for “Sunday mornings 2” we had a guest teacher called Kimberley Hope..

it’s called “God is God” The lyrics of a song by Steven Curtis Chapman. I love how it turned out.

Next I worked on my ICAD cards, http://daisyyellowart.com/vividlife/icad-2015-index

 I’ve gotten a bit behind so I’ve spent an hour or two catching up.

Day 8– Prompt was “Cherry and Grapefruit”


Day 9– “Carrot and Lemon”. I loved this one.


Day 10– “Eggplant and Ginger”- I liked this one too.


But then I did Day 11– “Lime and Mango”.. I think this is my fave for today!!


So that caught me up with that project…

Yesterday I did art too.. in between babies


This was also from “Sunday Mornings 2” and this was called “Resurrection

I also did another one


Shonna Bucaroff was the guest teacher and I call this one “Praise Him”

And that babies were so good and let me get some art done.. and they were so quiet so Amber went to check and them and this is why….


They decided to be “Artists” like Grandma the only difference being Grandma doesn’t use the walls! (yet!)

So we had to scrub the walls and made Sweetpea help…


She thought it was very amusing to say the least!!

It certainly was a fun day!! I’ve had Star Son home Tuesday and Wednesday he went back to school today, and he has a curriculum day off tomorrow… go figure!

How is your Thursday??

Feeling pretty excited..

do you ever have a moment when someone, a stranger, comes into your life and you just kind of “click” I’ve had a few I’ve met through blogging, and of course on Facebook there are people that I feel are my soul sisters, have I ever met them? No, Will I ever meet them? Possibly not… But on Facebook we have a connection. I never did understand that whole whohar about “online friends not being “real friends” because I have better cinnections with some of them than my own siblings. 

This morning I had a deep conversation with one of those souls.. I call her my soul sister/ friend, she’s exactly 10 years older than me, and we were doing an online art class together and some how, some way we clicked, we chat most days, through comments on each others posts, or we do the same quiz, which ironically are either complimenting each other or exactly the same, today we decided that we are best friends like “Orange and purple” I am the orange she is the purple, today we chatted more so than other days. She and her husband are saving to come to Australia, so I told my Bloke and he agreed, wherever she is in Australia, we will go and meet her. I am excited for September or October 2016. Its only next year!! Every so often we sent a little care package and its my turn to send to Carrol, so I was thinking “What shall I send Carrol?” In her last care package she made me a beautiful painting and added  ephemera, which is just a fancy word for “stuff” some people might call it junk, we artists, use it for back grounds, or journal page spreads, things like ticket stubs, or bible pages, maps, tourists guides or even pages out of the phone directory, why? Because you collage with it to add layers, texture and interest. So its my turn to send to Carrol, but I am sending her a painting, a little piece of Australia!

Just a little while ago, I got a friend request from someone who I’d never heard of, the name wasn’t familiar so I went to see if we had “mutual” friends and indeed we do all artist friends, including Lucy Chen with whom I just finished painting “The Girl with the Pearl Earring” So I added this new “friend” and she was online so we started chatting, and talk  about ego boosting, I think we are going to be friends and ironically enough, she is from Pennsylvania, I have two penpals from that state, its calling me!! Lisa makes “Santa’s” and on her profile I was able to find a link to her website, http://www.scherersantaclaus.com and her work is just beautiful, I am not a huge fan of Christmas, but I know lots of people are, but one tradtion that I started with my children was each year I buy them each a new ornament for the christmas tree, and when my grandbabies were born, I started buying them one as well. I think this year I am going to buy my Christmas decos from Lisa! She has never shipped to Australia, so I’ll be her first, but I think its great to support artists whenever you can, I know how much joy I get from my art, so if I can help someone with their joy I’ll do that. Lisa asked me “Where do you sell your art?” Well I don’t until now I’ve only ever done art for myself and my house, I did a montage of Disney Princesses for my eldest daughters 18th birthday, and once I did a blue tongue lizard in pastels for my cousin who is reptile crazy!  but thats it until this Mothers day when I did the Pug for my Mother-in-law. And now I am working on that secret project for an overseas friend, remember the orange preview from yesterday? I did a bit more of it today!

Lisa made me feel so good, when she said “You should paint people’s pets, you would make money doing that!”  That raises all kinds of questions “Am I good enough?” “could I commit to doing that?” How do you put a price on your “joy”? Who would I even ask about these things… Immediately my inner evil art critic answers me “too hard, too much, not good enough, shut that idea down” but then my other inner voice says “YOU can do that! You just have to start!” Hmmmm, on my bucket list is a goal  “sell one piece of art” maybe 2015 is the year to do that, my “50 before 50” bucket list runs out in October 2017, so I do need to get moving on it… I feel a bit nervous though.

Lisa has started me thinking, and Carrol also said something yesterday about my writing a book,  these ladies are planting seeds, that I could water and nourish and make grow, or I could lock them in the dark and let them die away… Now which road to take?!

How was your Wednesday??

B is for……..


A-Z Blogging Challenge….  http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/



Oh don’t groan!! I know you might be tired of this subject but a “Family” themed blog without my Grand babies would not work!

So let me introduce you to my “Babies” for the letter B… technically it can be argued that at 20 months and 16 months they are NOT babies but toddlers, but they will always be “my Babies” no matter how old they are!

Becoming a Grandma was always going to be exciting but the first one was so unexpected even I was lost for words, a strange occurrence for me.

I received a phone call one July morning in 2013 from a social worker I’d never heard of about a girl I’d heard of in snippets who had just given birth to my “grand child Umm.. err.. WHAT?!! Apparently my then 18-year-old son had become a father! I’d heard the rumors from my middle child and she said A lot of people doubted that he was in fact the father but anyways I’d become a “grandmother” and she asked “How do you feel?” hmmm, on the spot much? So I honestly spoke my mind and told her that if in fact that new-born girl was MY grandchild I would love her unconditionally, and we would like to be a part of her life and get to know her… so months went by and phone calls and messages through Facebook between the mother of my “grandchild” that I’d never laid eyes on, and my middle daughter who knew the girl.

Then in November- the 21st at 11.43 pm 2013 my Sweetpea was born, 6 pounds 13 oz. I was with her at her birth and stayed with her the first night and day of her life Amber was in pretty bad shape, she’d had a hard labour. All focus was on her, what a small sweet bundle of love!

Grand daughter Scarlett

Grand daughter Scarlett

Two weeks later, 5th December 2013 our handsome Brown eyed boy arrived via C-Section, I was with my eldest daughter as they struggled to bring him from her womb, upside down and head wedged under her ribs, she ended up needing forceps as well, he so didn’t want to be born! This boy child weighed in at 8 pound 11 oz, with the juiciest dimples started talking almost immediately, no one had heard of a newborn so vocal, he just didn’t shut up!


                                                                       Chase John, Mr Have-a-chat!

Then in the January of 2014,  another phone call asking if my Son would like to meet his daughter? of course he would, we had suspicions until that day! My eldest daughter drove J and I to meet this baby, all we knew was her name was “Inara Rose” which is Arabic and means “Illuminating or shining” All three of us were nervous as we sat in the waiting room, the social worker had gone to collect Inara and bring her to the meeting place.  In she walked and uncovered this child and all three of us gasped… Inara was the image of her cousin Scarlett, slightly bigger but the resemblance was there! And she looked like my son!


Inara Rose the first time we met her!

Suddenly it got very real that we have three Grandbabies.

Sadly things didn’t turn out very happily ever after, and we do not get to see Inara. My Son lost numerous court battles and  a lot of his confidence, the maternal Grandma has custody and we send gifts for birthdays. I hope and pray that some day Inara will want to find her Father’s family and that she will come looking with questions that we have answers to, and I am journalling about her as I journal for the other two babies. I wish we had access to Inara she is so like her Dad… but in the mean time, I send cards and presents and keep our address current so she can come looking for us.


All three of my “babies” together


Our Fridge is our Baby Gallery.


Grandma with Inara Rose.


Grandma With Scarlett Olivia


Grandma with Chase John

16 Ways to be a good Grandmother..

I just read this article and I wanted to be able to keep it and read it again and again so I thought I’d blog about it.. because lets face it.. being a “Good” Grandmother is not just my goal but I aim to be a “GREAT” Grandmother.. so I’m open to suggestions..


A Tribute to Grandmothers, without whom my life would have been greatly impoverished:

We all have grandmother figures whom we look up to. What can we learn from these grandmothers’ examples that will give us greater impact with our own children, grandchildren and other young people in our spheres of influence? My maternal grandmother spoiled us. Not rotten, but we definitely knew we were special. While at home we only ever got blah (i.e. good for you) cereals, Grandma always had our favorites on hand when we arrived for our summer visit, and we were allowed to choose whichever one we wanted on the next shopping trip! Her big four-poster bed was a special place reserved for reading, snuggled in luxury! From her I learned that a good grandmother

  • makes others feel special without spoiling them
  • makes time to read and snuggle
  • shows more love than frustration

How to be an Exceptional Grandmother www.ParadisePraises.comMy paternal Grandma’s impact on my life extends beyond the culinary and sewing arts, in that, while teaching me those things, she also patiently taught me how to feed and dress the soul. We knew our grandparents had a date with the Lord each morning over breakfast, and often we arrived at their door just in time to hear the final Bible reading and listen to them pray through the list of children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Grandma taught me that a good grandmother

  • is joyful in serving her family and is a gracious hostess
  • is meticulous in her responsibilities (Yes, there is a right way to tuck in bedsheets!)
  • delights in simple pleasures and sees God’s object lessons in everyday living
  • actively keeps her mind”stayed on Him”
  • prays for her family regularly

I know that “blood is thicker than water”, but I also know that there may be some reading this who may not be biological mothers, and may feel like you don’t have an influence. You couldn’t be more wrong! Every woman can positively influence those God puts in your path, even if they aren’t any “blood relation”. You may never know the full impact of your example, influence, and love. Grandma Madge was a family friend whose influence made a huge impact on my young life. I still remember her guest room with one end piled to the ceiling with fabric scraps, her fabulous handmade quilts, her special raisin cookies, her gourd water dipper hung by the cool mountain stream a few yards from her house, her flower garden filled with gorgeous hydrangea and bleeding hearts, her concentrated listening to the “important things” a child wanted to share with her, and hearing her prayers for others. From her I learned that a good grandmother

  • has time to listen to the joys and woes of “little people”
  • inspires and cultivates beauty all around her
  • selflessly loves and gives to others, speaking life into them

Grammy is another family friend who has had a grandmother’s influence in my adult life. Grammy has a way of giving straight-talking counsel without stinging, and she knows the secret of encouraging without puffing one up. Though I will never attain to her level of graciousness, hospitality, generosity and pie making excellence, (I do aim to give it my best shot), I have learned from her that a good grandmother

  • holds loosely to this world’s goods
  • knows how to love the unlovely
  • knows how to do the hard things with joy
  • Inspires and motivates others to excellence
  • will stop and pray with you over anything at any time of day or night

Are You a Good Grandmother?

  • What memories or qualities of your Grandmother have made the biggest impact on your life?
  • I never grew up with a Grand Mother, both of mine had died before I was born.
  • What legacy was left to you that you desire to replicate?
  • Well since I never got to meet them, I am making my own traditions for my Grandies as I go.
  • What legacy do you wish to leave behind?
  • I want my grandchildren to be able to look back on their lives and remember all the happy times they spent with Grandma, the Grandma who played on the swings and rode bikes, and danced and baked with them, the grandma that played dress ups and went to kindergarten and school plays, the grandma that was always cheering on at sports days and school concerts. The Grandma that they can always come to with worries and know that I am always on their team!
  • What can you do today to begin being the grandmother you hope to become?
  • Everyday I tell my babies (they are only 15 months old) I love them, all the time, I kiss and hug and I always kiss them good morning and goodnight. We dance around the house, we sing along (OK, I sing and they babble) to all the play school and sesame street songs, and when I am in the kitchen and they want to join me I give them the wooden spoons and a pot or the measuring spoons and cups and let them play.
  • Who has God placed in your life who needs a mother’s or grandmother’s influence?
  • I believe that God doesn’t make mistakes so he gave me two Grandbabies at almost the same time (2 weeks age difference) so that we three can form an enduring love!
  • What will you do to begin making a difference in that young (or younger) person’s life?
  • I think I am already doing that and I know it’s working because my babies are so happy to see Grandma the look of excitement on their faces is immeasurable. When daughter #1 drops of “Squishy” he has no discomfort at her leaving him with me, in fact he’s happy to wave her goodbye!