Happy Christmas to all of our friends and family. We love you and are wishing you the best 2010. xxx (Owen and Robert got a big box of trains for their present as well as pajama's and lots of other things.)
Happy Christmas!
Happy Christmas to all of our friends and family. We love you and are wishing you the best 2010. xxx (Owen and Robert got a big box of trains for their present as well as pajama's and lots of other things.)
Owen's Birthday....comming soon
Owen is EXTREEMLY excited about his 2nd birthday comming up. he tells everyone that is birthday his in january and hes going to be 2. Every day he talks about his party, which we are going to have on the 29th of this month with Aiesha, as on the 1st we'll be flying to South Africa!
The thomas the tank engine picture is to remind all the card and gift buyers about what owen likes.
xxx Christmas pictures comming soon, along with ones of my HUGE bump xxx
Christmas Singing
some pictures from the Christmas fair where we sang, and also met Ainsley Harriot!
What we're up to this Christmas:
We started off with this project, but sponsorship has been difficult to secure. If you've got a minute you could pray for it to really take off and make a difference in the lives of people all throughout this city. Follow this link to see what it's about:
makebirminghamsmile.blogspot.com
makebirminghamsmile.blogspot.com
Random pictures
Owen finds his new favorite thing
Cousins and relatives share a thumbs up
Owen and i share a joke
Happy Birthday Angie
Wishing Angelina a very happy birthday. Your a wonderful friend, you’re a great mom, and I love you so much. Hope you have a great year!
Now it Can be Shown
We had the first ultrasound today. The little baby is fully formed already...can hardly believe it! Heard and saw the heart beat and everything else, although it's too early to determine the gender, and its not something that they do at that hospital, so we'll have to wait until we see it in the flesh to find out if its a boy or a girl. so far we know that the baby is 13 weeks and the estimated date of delivery is on the 7th of April.
A little bad news, it looks like I have a cyst on my left ovary, so please pray that it goes without assistance.
Announcement!
We were going to make this announcement in November when we will have a picture to prove it, but you may as well find out now, so that you can keep it in your prayers. It looks like Owen will no longer be an only child! In about six months there will be a new Silva! Hooray!
Take 2
this year on th 27th of July we had our register office marriage...Pictures are coming soon. x
I miss you Daddy!
Filz has been on a trip for the last few days, and every morning and everyday Owen asks for him, esp. at bed time...we miss you Filz, we love you too. xxx
He's Here!
Marianne is a hero! she delivered the baby completely naturally. The delivery was very quick too.
It was funny because in the morning Marianne told me that she was having contractions every 30 min, and I was a bit surprised...as that's how i started out with Owen....the baby came that very same day! Mum had just finished her course as a dola, so it was all perfect timing.
So here he is, enjoy the pictures of Owen's new cousion, our new nephew and Mark and Marianne's little angel. Pray that Marianne recovers quickly and well.
they are thinking of calling him Jude or James...what you think.
It's Working!
Yesterday we were driving home, "Mama, wee wee's" Owen said.
Oh no, I told Owen to hold it and I began to panic, what could I do??? Should I have just put a nappy on him while were were out? Aahhh.....panic.....
Something clicked in Filz and he drove somewhat like James Bond into the nearest lane, flung the door open grabbed Owen out of his seat, while I jupped out with the potty, Owen didn't disappoint us, we were so proud of him and stuffed him cookies and raisins all the way home.
The potty training has been going on for about 2 weeks. We have a lot of shows so unfortunately I haven't had as much time with him, however it's going well, he already likes his nappy-less life.
Robbie's birthday....a few weeks ago...
Robbie's Birthday was so fun, we got a bouncy castle, had a crazy magic show, puppet show and other fun festivities. We love you Robert!!!
Very Shocking
Michael Jacksons death is so shocking! He was a wonderful musician and wrote and sang some great songs. I can't seem to stop following the radio, news, magazine articles and anything that is about him at the moment, it seems like such a big deal. Although he was an amazingly musically talented individual, I can't help but feel that he became very weird and usual, esp to look at, his physical image really became "out of this world", it would be so interesting to find out what caused him to want to make himself look that way. Never mind all that though, his troublesome life is over...and its very shocking!
The right place
I read this story in espresso the other day, it really stood out to me. I thought it would be nice to post it for all those who haven't read it. It went along with the verse from John 15:13 "greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life or his friend."
The Right Place
Author unknown
God has a way of allowing us to be in the right place at the right time. I was walking down a dimly lit street late one evening when I heard muffled screams coming from behind a clump of bushes. Alarmed, I slowed down to listen and panicked when I realized that what I was hearing were the unmistakable sounds of a struggle—heavy grunting, frantic scuffling, and tearing of fabric. Only yards from where I stood, a woman was being attacked.
Should I get involved? I was frightened for my own safety and cursed myself for having suddenly decided to take a new route home that night. What if I became another statistic? Shouldn't I just run to the nearest phone and call the police?
Although it seemed an eternity, the deliberations in my head had taken only seconds, but already the cries were growing weaker. I knew I had to act fast. How could I walk away from this? No, I finally resolved, I could not turn my back on the fate of this woman, even if it meant risking my own life.
I am not a brave man, nor am I athletic. I don't know where I found the moral courage and physical strength—but once I had finally resolved to help the girl, I became strangely transformed. I ran behind the bushes and pulled the assailant off the woman. Grappling, we fell to the ground, where we wrestled for a few minutes until the attacker jumped up and escaped.
Panting hard, I scrambled upright and approached the girl, who was crouched behind a tree, sobbing. In the darkness, I could barely see her outline, but I could certainly sense her trembling shock. Not wanting to frighten her further, I at first spoke to her from a distance. "It's okay," I said soothingly. "The man ran away. You're safe now."
There was a long pause and then I heard the words, uttered in wonder, in amazement. "Dad, is that you?" And then, from behind the tree, stepped my youngest daughter, Katherine.
The Right Place
Author unknown
God has a way of allowing us to be in the right place at the right time. I was walking down a dimly lit street late one evening when I heard muffled screams coming from behind a clump of bushes. Alarmed, I slowed down to listen and panicked when I realized that what I was hearing were the unmistakable sounds of a struggle—heavy grunting, frantic scuffling, and tearing of fabric. Only yards from where I stood, a woman was being attacked.
Should I get involved? I was frightened for my own safety and cursed myself for having suddenly decided to take a new route home that night. What if I became another statistic? Shouldn't I just run to the nearest phone and call the police?
Although it seemed an eternity, the deliberations in my head had taken only seconds, but already the cries were growing weaker. I knew I had to act fast. How could I walk away from this? No, I finally resolved, I could not turn my back on the fate of this woman, even if it meant risking my own life.
I am not a brave man, nor am I athletic. I don't know where I found the moral courage and physical strength—but once I had finally resolved to help the girl, I became strangely transformed. I ran behind the bushes and pulled the assailant off the woman. Grappling, we fell to the ground, where we wrestled for a few minutes until the attacker jumped up and escaped.
Panting hard, I scrambled upright and approached the girl, who was crouched behind a tree, sobbing. In the darkness, I could barely see her outline, but I could certainly sense her trembling shock. Not wanting to frighten her further, I at first spoke to her from a distance. "It's okay," I said soothingly. "The man ran away. You're safe now."
There was a long pause and then I heard the words, uttered in wonder, in amazement. "Dad, is that you?" And then, from behind the tree, stepped my youngest daughter, Katherine.
Potty training
yes..we've started potty training Owen. We know nothing about potty training and the whole thing is more like a grand piss up then, actual training. It could be going quite well though, even though the times anything has happened on the potty can probably come to a 1 digit number I feel progress in the air!
ha....well...mothers, or fathers reading this blog, share your knowledge, we want to know everything there is about potty training, how did you do it? what methods did you use? how many days did it take? what kind of routine did you get your child into? how did it work at night? Tell us everything you know.
ha....well...mothers, or fathers reading this blog, share your knowledge, we want to know everything there is about potty training, how did you do it? what methods did you use? how many days did it take? what kind of routine did you get your child into? how did it work at night? Tell us everything you know.
How the Operation went
The operation went well TTL, although I kind of panicked when they had me in the chair about to do it, and I began shouting as it happened, so they asked me to breathe instead, it was very quick though, and I'm sure its healing well. Thank you for your prayers.
Random cuties
PHOTO CAPTIONS: Robbie strikes up a pose in his new swimming costume, delighted to see the sun for the first time this year...(JK....kinda) Ownie....looks happy, Dono...hes got another baby brother...(Gabriele Daylyn born on 5th of April) and the cutie in the pic with Lita is the giraffe...(I haven't met a real one yet, however every time I see a giraffe I have to buy it, before I had Owen and Filz, my life was full of giraffes, anyway thats another story for another day...hehe)
Eye Say Good Bye,
I wanted to thank all those who prayed for my eye. The infection is completely gone and the cyst has gone back down to the size it was before! YAY!
The doctors called me 2 days ago to let me know that Tuesday the 9th of June, is the date of the operation, so please pray for me (at 10:20) and for the doctors to do a good job.
It's exceptionally cool that they're doing it then, as the last time I called the hospital I was told it would be 5 weeks before they could make an appointment for me, so I'm super happy about it coming through so soon! lets hope this is the last time I have to mention my lumps and put health prayer requests for myself up here. Thanx again love you all. x
The doctors called me 2 days ago to let me know that Tuesday the 9th of June, is the date of the operation, so please pray for me (at 10:20) and for the doctors to do a good job.
It's exceptionally cool that they're doing it then, as the last time I called the hospital I was told it would be 5 weeks before they could make an appointment for me, so I'm super happy about it coming through so soon! lets hope this is the last time I have to mention my lumps and put health prayer requests for myself up here. Thanx again love you all. x
The good, the bad, and the ugly
The good news is that Owen is completely weaned!!! It went so much better then we both thought, Filz did a great job with him, I realize now we should have done it earlier!
and hes eating well, so that's a relief.
The bad news is that the cyst on my eye got infected and is quite inflamed and sore now. I'm taking a course of antibiotics to get rid of the infection, but the cyst seems bigger, and gets worse every day, and its not like its in a "pleasant" or disguiseable location where I can hide it, its right on the front of my face, where everyone can see it, it's the first thing that you look at...and think, "oh God what happened to her?"
The infection has persisted for about 10 days now, so please pray for the whole thing to go away, or for the doctors to be able to operate soon!I wasn't going to post about my health problems but its really all I can think about right now, and is quite a concern...you're prayers are greatly appreciated. x
Good-Bye baby
Last night for the first time since having Owen, I slept apart from him. I’m not a tough mother, who wants an independent child and is calloused to crying etc. I never really let Owen cry while he was a baby, and have been quite happy to let him dictate my life, so this was a really big deal for me. before, he could nurse whenever he wanted, but do to a barrage of health problems, I wanted to wean him completely. I’m also going away for a while and I didn’t want to disappear from him completely when I’ve been with him almost every day of his life.
The week leading up to last night I tried to explain things to Owen, who I think understood things quite well. I also had to keep making sure that it is God’s will that a get him off the night nursing, because almost every night, I would think that it’s just not possible for him not to nurse, and having him ask me, really tugged on my heart strings.
So....how did it go? Well Filz seemed to be fine the next day, much to my surprise, of course in the morning Owen was determined to have “boobaas” but I didn’t give in and he seems to have accepted that they’re gone for good.
I’m going to miss my baby. I’m going to miss having big boobs too. I can’t say I’ll miss being grabbed and pulled at while trying to sleep, or worrying if he’s eaten or not. The pro’s to weaning him completely out weigh the cons, and I guess it will be nice to not have me posting what new food he’s eaten. Anyway changes here I come, and here Owen comes too... on to the era of toddlerhood.
The week leading up to last night I tried to explain things to Owen, who I think understood things quite well. I also had to keep making sure that it is God’s will that a get him off the night nursing, because almost every night, I would think that it’s just not possible for him not to nurse, and having him ask me, really tugged on my heart strings.
So....how did it go? Well Filz seemed to be fine the next day, much to my surprise, of course in the morning Owen was determined to have “boobaas” but I didn’t give in and he seems to have accepted that they’re gone for good.
I’m going to miss my baby. I’m going to miss having big boobs too. I can’t say I’ll miss being grabbed and pulled at while trying to sleep, or worrying if he’s eaten or not. The pro’s to weaning him completely out weigh the cons, and I guess it will be nice to not have me posting what new food he’s eaten. Anyway changes here I come, and here Owen comes too... on to the era of toddlerhood.
2 more!
stud muffin has 2 more teeth, a total of 8...and pray for him because next week, Mummy isn't going to nurse him ANY more! Hopefully we'll cure him once and for all from the "boobas" well...his Mummy's anyway
In my heart???
Mum: Robert Jesus lives in your heart.
Robert: yes and sometimes he....JUMPS out! Like this, pop!
Mum: no when Jesus is in your heart he’s there forever.
Robert: yes Jesus is in my heart, and in my toes, and in my legs. (slightly sarcastic tone)
Mum: hum....well Jesus is just in your heart.
Robert: No not in my heart, in my mind...I feel him in my mind. In my mind (touching the forehead)
When is Jesus coming?
Mum: He’s always here he lives with us.
Robert: no...I mean when is he coming...here to our home?
Mum: what do you mean?
Robert: like when is Jesus coming to see us, when is he going to be in the living room? When is he going to be in the kitchen?
Mum: (confused looking for an answer) well he’s like our invisible best friend.
Robert: yes but I want to see him, I want to see him in the living room!
Mum: (Blank for a very long time) ....would you like a snack?
(her conclusion:)I guess hes just carnally minded.
Eye love lumps
Well it looks like I’m going to have to have a minor operation on my eye. I have had lumps appear on my eye lids, quite a bit in the last year. I thought that these were caused by stress and in the past they disappeared within a few weeks, one however, remained....(dun dun dun dunnnn...) for about 3 months maybe more, the doctor diagnosed this as a cyst that develops when a gland is blocked (in the opening part of the eye lid where one would apply eye liner,) this of course has a very sophisticated name which I can’t remember. The doctor explained that tears are actually more than salty water but also grease or oil that helps keep the eyes lubricated, what’s happened in my case is that a gland has gotten blocked with this grease and what they will have to do is give me an injection to freeze the eye lids and then turn the lower one (with the cyst) down cut it open and take all the junk out. Its only a minor operation but I’m starting to worry a little about it. I don’t know if I should accept the lump as a friend or slice it out as a foe. Anyway if my lump and I happen to pop in to your mind please pray for me. (love Amber)
Happy Birthday Filz
I've been waiting to post for Filz birthday so that I could include the pictures from his party, but now I have the time, and I don't have the pictures, so I'll have to post anyway...Filz was the man I wanted even when I had only heard about him but never met him, I liked him ever since I first saw him in a picture when I was 16 and thought he looked like 'Joey'. My time being his girlfriend was the best time of my life, I don't think I could have been happier.
(Photo caption: random picture of Filipe the manly father figure)
As a husband he provides me with so much stability and balance, hes a fantastic father to Owen, a great team member, and the best husband in the world!
Happy 25th birthday, thanks for being so wonderful
(Photo caption: random picture of Filipe the manly father figure)
As a husband he provides me with so much stability and balance, hes a fantastic father to Owen, a great team member, and the best husband in the world!
Happy 25th birthday, thanks for being so wonderful
He's Eating!!!
Owen is eating....thank you for your prayers...since we got back from Spain he's been eating really well (3 meals a day) ...he likes eggs and fish fingers and a few other things, once again thank you for your prayers xx
On behalf of Mike & Irene, Hurrraaay
And so, the moment we've all been waiting for.
A little man, born to Mike and Irene at 9:00 a.m. on 03/03/09m, we bless him and pray he'll grow into a great man greatly used of God.
A little man, born to Mike and Irene at 9:00 a.m. on 03/03/09m, we bless him and pray he'll grow into a great man greatly used of God.
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