Day 57 – Happy birthday, ma

Life isn’t always perfect but with you by my side, it has been nothing but a joyride filled with highest of highs despite the lowest of lows. You make us feel so safe and grounded, even if that means pushing yourself an extra mile or sacrificing your own wants and needs. I have never fully understood putting someone else’s before your own. I have never fully understood the grace of being selfless. You are.

From visiting the grave everyday after daddy passed away, to being our fortress and starting a new chapter for us and yourself on your own, you have come a long way. People have seen your smiles but we have seen the tears and the fight. I am so grateful to have been a part of your journey. A journey of transformation; a journey of strength and love. A journey of a woman so fearless. A journey of a woman who always believed in kindness and in love.

Happy birthday mum. You are and will always be the love of my life.

PS. Funny, the day is also your age.

Today’s tune: The Power of Love by Céline Dion.

Day 57 – 11 October 2017.
309 days to go.

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Day 14 – Motherhood V

There is no right time or right age. Motherhood sometimes is the beautiful after you experience because you’re in the right place at the right time with the person you can call your own. There are no ties, bloodlines or obligations, you’re simply brought together by fate to complete each other. In our case, I thank my stars and your gut. Continue reading “Day 14 – Motherhood V”

Day 13 – Motherhood IV

Over the last few months, I have been so lucky to foster and share a beautiful relationship with one of my mum’s friends. Thirty five years of friendship, and one year of unbiased and unconditional motherhood. If anything, this special relationship has taught me that family is not always blood related.

Over the years, I have heard so many stories about Christine (and mum’s other catering college friends). Mum always praised her ambition and dedication to her family and work, and how it was something to strive for. Even though we hadn’t met until last year, I knew enough to know that she was special. Today, I know with certainty, she is more than special.

Part IV: Chris Sr aka Mama Fernandes aka Nan

She exclaims with pride, “I was married at 22, had my first child at 23.” We were watching tv the other day when I asked her if she would’ve done things differently had she been in a similar situation today. Would it be mind over heart? Work over family? I explained how most of my friends today want to wait and would think 23 is too young. At 23, we barely know ourselves. How do you know you’re ready for marriage or children? She didn’t pause, she didn’t think, she just said, “We knew when it was right and saw no point in waiting. I don’t see why anyone would. And even today, I don’t see why one should because you can always have the best of both worlds.”

This is Christine. My foster mom, guide and source of inspiration. My home away from home.

Christine opened her arms, home and heart to me when I first moved to Australia. What at the time was a short-term plan suddenly turned into home (even Christmas apart wasn’t too easy). I have watched family turn on their own so often. Here, I watched a lady who hadn’t even met me, open her doors and trust me. She didn’t have to but she did anyway with no filters or expectations. If this isn’t motherhood, what is?

Christine is a pocketful of sunshine – full of love, light and laughter. Each day in the Fernandes household is a treat – especially watching her go from being hangry to happy, or gutted to giggly (no Xav?). I feel to grateful to have these days and dreams.

I am a strong believer of fate. I believe that everything in our lives happens for a reason. I was meant to meet you and now you’re never allowed to leave. Thank you for sharing even a little bit of your life with me.

Our special relationship has taught me that you can choose your family, and you’re mine.

Happy Mother’s Day Mama (Nan) Fernandes!

Thank you Mama Correia, for your friends who are now family.

Today’s tune: I’m Yours by Jason Mraz.

Day 13 – 16 May 2017.
353 days to go.

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Day 12 – Motherhood III

In our culture, when a child is baptised he/she has godparents chosen by their parents. Their purpose is to support the child, and be that unconventional guiding force and friend. When my mum chose my godmother, I wasn’t given someone to be my guardian. My godmother has been my second mother, sister, and girlfriend all wrapped in one.

Part III: Mama Jr aka Fairy Godmother

With Michelle, it wasn’t an obligation but compatibility that made our relationship work so well. She is a lot of things my mother isn’t and that completed us as a family. The three of us bonded like sisters from different generations. And our differences only strengthened our bond and love for each other. My mother is really sensitive and emotional, and I get that from her. My godmother, on the other hand, is the practical one always encouraging me to get out of my comfort zone. While my mum would be protective, my aunt would challenge me to take the leap. Today, this love from two very different yet similar strong women has shaped me.

Thank you for teaching me tough love and responsibility, Mama Jr. You’re the perfect example of how motherhood isn’t something you juggle with other responsibilities, it isn’t a responsibility by birth, and it isn’t something you measure but treasure. Thank you for always loving me as your own (and first baby). I really am the lucky one.

Happy Mother’s Day Michelle. You are my strength and pride.

We all have lessons to learn, people to watch, memories to make, love to share. I have the Noronha sisters, my all in all.

Today’s tune: Everything by Michael Bublé.

Day 12 – 15 May 2017.
354 days to go.

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