Our Story
Back when our house was brimming with tiny children, when 'birth', 'fostered', and 'adopted' toddlers all called me Mummy, when FASD wasn't even a thing but daily medical appointments and missed milestones definitely were... a visiting Social Worker once asked me,
"...and how is the 'house of little miracles' today?"
It stuck.
And the rest, as they say, is history.