Tag: Adoption

Adoption Photo Challenge – Part Two of Three

Are you ready for Part Two of my #heartmamajoy posts from the Adoption Awareness month photo challenge on Instagram? Coming right up!

Day 11, SCREENING |  Meet Cliffie, our wonderful Social Worker from Wandisa, who is an honorary member of the family after walking three adoption journeys with us. Cliffie has been to our home countless times yet always managed to get lost finding her way, shared heartache and joy with us & always made a point to pray for our family at every visit. She’s a special one, even attending Kira’s baby dedication. This pic is from our last follow up visit earlier this year.Continue Reading

Adoption Photo Challenge – Part One of Three

November was Adoption Awareness month featuring World Adoption Day on 9 November. I wasn’t always a fan of #WorldAdoptionDay, but have realised that it’s a great platform for us to talk adoption and share the good, the bad (& the ugly) with each other. With this in mind, I put out the challenge for other (South African) adoptive parents to join me for a 30 day photo challenge on Instagram using prompts as inspiration for them to share part of their adoption story – stories are important, it’s the way we can learn & encourage each other. I was stoked that so many people took up the challenge, with 507 public posts on the #heartmamajoy hashtag! Continue Reading

Meet The Dads – Allen & Lars Wildes: About International Adoption

I first met Mahlatsi’s dad, Lars, on the train to St James on a school outing to the tidal pools earlier this year. Lars and his partner Allen were spending some time in Cape Town sorting out their living and work arrangements in preparation for a big move from Denmark to South Africa. Lars is Danish, Allen is American and Mahlatsi is South Africa – so they’re a truly multinational family. Read on for some of their story and why they chose to move to SA in their own words.

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Thola Antamu: Adoption From Her Personal Opinion.

My name is Tholakele Antamu. I was born into a life, a country and a world that was not quite ready for me and I knew it from my very first moment of consciousness. I was born in a place I did not know, can not recognise and have not yet been back to. I was given the name Lindiwe, surnameless, mother and fatherless I lay waiting for my new life to find me.

The name Lindiwe, is the female name derived from the Zulu word ‘ukulinda’, which means ‘to wait’. My name is now Thola, (Tholakele) which means ‘to be found’, (the found one). This is the name I was given by my two white South African parents in early January of 1989. My name is my crown and I wear it with pride like a gold wreath upon my dark chocolate face. My name, Tholakele Antamu Catherine van Speyk Hulbert, tells my whole story. It tells a story of a powerful, stong, elegant woman who was found on the top of a high peak. No one knew how she got there or why she was there but people would always find themselves wanting and wishing that they could join her.

I am Thola Antamu.

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