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My baby is only 10 days old… born into famine and under fire My little boy… my innocent angel… Ali, not even ten days old, came into this world during one of the darkest and most brutal times. He was born in Gaza, born into a genocide. An infant with no fault except that he is Palestinian — born in a place where milk is under siege, childhood is a target, and dreams die before they’re born. His birth was a nightmare. His mother, exhausted from hunger and malnutrition, barely survived. She cannot breastfeed him… she barely has the strength to hold him. And my baby? He cries endlessly. No formula, no diapers, no crib to sleep in, no warmth, no safety — only the cold arms of war. One can of infant formula costs $100, and a pack of diapers is nearly $400 — and we need them every week at least. But I stand here empty-handed… powerless… broken. I cannot give my child the most basic of rights: to be fed, to be clean, to be held in peace. My son, forgive me… I never knew you would be born into a world so cruel. I never imagined your first taste of life would be hunger, deprivation, and pain. But I will never stop trying. To those reading these words — you are our hope. My children need the bare minimum to survive. Your donations, your compassion, your humanity — they are the only things that can save my baby from this slow death, from a hunger that is louder than war. Please… help me save Ali. Help me protect a childhood that began in tragedy.

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I think this little boy has already discovered one of life’s greatest mysteries: babies are absolutely hilarious… even when they do absolutely nothing. 😂❤️ There is something wonderfully funny about watching children interact because they have absolutely no interest in following the social rules adults spend years learning. An adult sees a baby and usually asks, “How old is he?” “Is he sleeping well?” “Does he eat properly?” “Who does he look like?” This little boy seems to have a much simpler approach: “Look at this tiny human. I love him. He is extremely entertaining.” And honestly, I respect the logic. The baby isn't telling jokes. He isn't doing magic tricks. He isn't performing some impressive dance. He is basically just lying there, staring around, peacefully existing. And somehow, that is enough. The boy looks at him and starts laughing as if the baby has just delivered the funniest comedy routine of the year. This is one of the things I love most about children. Their sense of humor doesn't need an explanation. They can find something fascinating that adults would completely overlook. A funny face. A strange little sound. A pair of tiny feet. Someone blinking at the wrong moment. Or apparently… a baby simply lying there. And the funniest part is that the baby seems completely unaware that he has become the star of the show. He isn't trying to impress anyone. He isn't even trying to be funny. He has apparently been hired for the role of “adorable baby” and has decided to take his responsibilities very seriously by doing absolutely nothing. Meanwhile, his older companion is having the time of his life. This is what makes childhood so special. Children haven't yet developed that complicated filter that tells them what is supposed to be interesting and what isn't. They don't need an expensive toy, a spectacular view, or some carefully planned activity. Give them another child and five minutes, and somehow they will invent their own entertainment. Adults spend money looking for happiness. Children can apparently find it lying on a blanket. And there is something refreshing about that. We grow up and become experts at overthinking everything. We worry about appearances, expectations, productivity, and whether we're having a “meaningful” experience. Children don't seem to care. They see something they like, and they react. They laugh because they're happy. They get excited because something catches their attention. They stare because they're curious. And when they have absolutely no idea what is happening, they simply keep watching. Maybe that's why moments like this feel so refreshing. There is no performance, no hidden agenda, and no attempt to make the moment look deeper than it is. It's just one little boy having a surprisingly serious conversation with a baby who hasn't learned how to talk yet. And somehow, the conversation seems to be going very well. I don't know what the baby was thinking. Maybe he was thinking about milk. Maybe he was thinking about sleep. Maybe he was thinking, “Why is this guy laughing at me?” But the boy clearly wasn't asking for an explanation. He was having fun. And perhaps that's one of the sweetest things about childhood: You don't need a reason to laugh when everything around you is still new. Adults could probably use a little more of that. 😂❤️

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An email sent to An Taoiseach Simon Harris TD this morning. I’ll keep you all posted if I hear back ❤️ Hi Simon, I am writing to you as an incredibly concerned parent of an 8.5 year old boy, Harvey. Harvey has Spina bifida and scoliosis which in itself is challenging, but when those conditions are coupled with a lack of access to therapy, a hospital that is potentially misappropriating funds, and incredibly long wait lists for urgent and life changing surgeries, then it becomes impossible to adequately care for your child. Harvey had an Xray in January 2024 that showed his scoliosis curve is at 110°, if you have read in to scoliosis then I am sure you are aware how this is at a point where it is detrimental to his health and quality of life. Harvey was under Connor Green and was listed for urgent surgery in February 2022 after repeated pneumonia infections, 30 months later he is still only on the surgical list under Connor Green as he does not have a surgeon willing to operate. The task force you hold in such high regard has not made contact with my family, nor is there any details online of how to contact them to enquire as to when your child will finally be treated. You continually tell families like ours that you care, and you have been promising to fix this since 2017. 2017 was the year we were told that Harvey’s ribs were crushing his lungs and controlling his scoliosis was life and death. Here we are in 2024 and nothing has changed except we now have a surgeon under investigation, longer wait lists, more children waiting, a still not complete hospital, and funds not being spent as intended and no answers yet as to where the money *we* fought for went. You say you care but your actions have left us feeling anything but. We as a family also have a child facing open heart surgery next month and this is just more stress and concern that we do not need. Another summer has just passed and Harvey has spent the majority in his room, often needing to go back in to bed because he is in so much pain. Is that the life you think the children of Ireland deserve? Would you accept that if it was your own child? Can you imagine being told your child has a potentially life threatening condition but that it will be years before it would be treated? We need actual action, not more empty promises. You need to engage with all advocacy groups, not just those that are currently working with the task force. There are very valid reasons why the other groups have chosen to not engage and they need to be heard. We need contact details and open dialogue with the task force so that we can actually feel its existence. We need answers as to where the funding for scoliosis and spina bifida services went. Most of all, these children need to get their quality of life back before their whole childhood passes. I look forward to hearing from you. Kind Regards. Gillian Sherratt

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