I’m skipping Mother’s Day this year. I do think adoptive parents’ Olympic-level excellence in therapeutic wonders should be sung from the rooftops, just maybe when the kids are out.
The title sounds promising, doesn’t it? We could all use a dose of hope, especially as we’re unlikely to be getting much from post-adoption support. Sorry, did that sound too cynical? We’ll come back to that in a minute. The basics This book is a 30-day devotional aimed at Christian adoptive parents and prospective adopters. But it’s not just that – it’s also the author’s own story of the adoption… View Post
By happy coincidence today is both World Poetry Day and World Social Work Day. I wrote this humble offering in the car this morning before returning home from the school run. CPV: a limerick Social workers round here in the Shires Just don’t like it when someone enquires, ‘What help is there, please, to address CPV?’ They only talk at us about how we’re not allowed to restrain and there… View Post
(If you missed it, or want a refresher, read part one.) Note: there are lots of sets of initials in this post, so there’s a glossary at the end if you need it. Hello again, Joanna’s therapist You may recall that as part of the long saga that was our still-not-fully-resolved battle with PAS in the autumn of 2016, PAS fell out with Joanna’s therapist (who was a fantastic advocate… View Post
I feel adrift. It’s 10.30 on a Sunday morning and, as a Christian, I would like to be at church. Building relationships. Supporting and being supported. Worshipping Jesus. Learning more about the Bible. Applying it to my life. That kind of thing. So would my husband. So would our children (mostly). But – and I say this without wanting it to sound as though I approach it as a… View Post