Day: Thursday, 17th December 2009
Place: Manaba Beach (actually it’s Bianca No. 7)
Listening to: Jesus Culture (and loving it)
… Do you remember when you’d write letters in school and start them like that? Mood … happy … I love … someone … heheee …
Anyway, L and I are away on holiday at the beach and having an amazingly relaxing time just enjoying ourselves and our last holiday alone. We’re constantly saying, “Next year this time we’ll be …” fill in the blanks with something to do with our little bundle of joy that should arrive soon. It’s the most bizarre thing and I don’t think we’ve done it since getting married. But it is very exciting.
I keep imagining us on the beach, with our little girl, looking like those happy people you see in the magazines and it got me thinking, “Will she make us happy? Does having her on holiday with us next year somehow make us happier?” It is so easy to fall into the trap of everything being about our little girl – and forgetting about LBW (life before Wombie). I don’t want to forget. I want to remember that:
· We were best friends; before we married and while we were married.
· We laughed so hard we cried.
· We fought (until I even kicked the car to prove a point).
· We could sit alone in silence and feel like the only two people on earth.
· We could talk into the early hours of the morning (and later into marriage until we fell asleep).
· Making love was the most amazing experience (PERIOD)!
We have a life and I love it. I hope and pray that our little girl will be a part of that life. That she will benefit from being around two people who loved and liked each other. That “this time next year” she will be a part of something that already existed and flourished and was fun and hard at the same time.
What I’ve learnt so far:
Date: Thursday, 17th December
Place: Manaba Beach
Time: 19:21
Listening to: Kim Walker (Jesus Culture)
Mood: So stoked
Thinking of: You
In love with: You and only you
Just wanted to say: In about 9 – 11 weeks you and I will have a beautiful little girl! I love you so much. See you in English or Maths (Yuck)!
Wha wha wha
Friday, 25th December 2009
‘twas the night before Christmas and … well not exactly. It is Christmas and all is going well. Well, not exactly … although it is Christmas it doesn’t feel like it. There’s a Christmasy feel that just isn’t here. L woke up with a sore throat this morning, it’s raining outside, and the usually Chistmasy feel just isn’t here. Not that that is a bad thing … after all, we don’t celebrate Christmas.
But it got me to thinking, as tends to happen lately for some bizarre reason. I remember Christmas growing up was a day that was so different to every other day the year, even birthdays. It was always hot. It was always loud. It was always chaotic.
Christmas was a day when we all got together. Not just brothers and sisters, but EVERYONE! It was a strange mix of people. There were of course the seven of us, and the seven from my dad’s sister’s side. But added to this were the Ellis’s (the two brats, the very loud aunt and the scary uncle who pinched bums inappropriately – although they didn’t always come) and my alcoholic grandmother (who was usually pissed by the time lunch was served) and my dad’s other two brothers (who drank just as much and were even me inappropriate), and then other people/relatives (who knew what they really were). We’d go to church in the morning (us and the other seven) and they’d get the party started early.
This I mostly remember from the time we came to South Africa until I was about ten, so there weren’t too many but they stood out for me. I can’t tell you what I got from Santa, or what we had for lunch. I can’t tell you what we did, or what was said. But I remember it all! I remember the people, all talking, laughing, telling stories and later, when enough alcohol had been consumed, the arguing. I have the memories and they are special.
There is something amazing about growing up together; fighting, laughing and living it up. I want this for our daughter. Not the hype over Christmas, or the stories of a magic-man in a red coat that brings presents, or the pagan believes. But I was the memories whoever creates them. I want the days where chaos reigns and people o stupid things and kids play together and everyone goes home exhausted (relieved they don’t have to see each for another year).
I miss those hot Christmas days where memories were made.
So … watch this space. I’ll be making big plans (my own celebrations may not be baby appropriate, but what the heck!).
What I’ve learnt so far: Dammit but the due date is getting close!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
We're having a ...
wonderful, little girl and that has scared me so!
What a day we had just getting to that point. Miss Destructive (a.k.a L) took it upon herself to damage the couch, the bathroom door (and previously in the week the towel rack). N on purpose, of course, but the culmination of the breakages, an e-mail from her brother, the empty petrol tank, and the impending scan caused a all meltdown in L. But on we drove, determined to see little Wombie (who may be little Ella-Reece/Rhys), L in tears beside me. Could the day get any worse. Yes it can!
Got to the doctors room, where ever-friendly Debbie (the scan-lady-with-the-magic-and) kept us waiting, then doctor had to go catch a baby and he kept us waiting, then lost in the hospital and kept waiting some more. But it was so worth it!
When we got to see he 4D scan our hearts just melted. There was the most beautiful face, and stomach, and feet, and hands I have ever seen. And 90% certain we're having a little girl. It was so overwhelming.
I struggle to imagine being a father, let alone a father to a little princess. All the things that could possible go wrong consume me. And yet, I am over the moon. To soon be her daddy! To hold this precious gift and know that I will stand in the way of anything that ever wanted t hurt her (I may be 90 years old, but I'll still kick his ass). To know that she will love me no matter what! Like I said, very overwhelming.
L's just come home, so .... gotta run!
What I've learnt so far: no matter how bad the day is, seeing her makes my heart skip a beat!
What a day we had just getting to that point. Miss Destructive (a.k.a L) took it upon herself to damage the couch, the bathroom door (and previously in the week the towel rack). N on purpose, of course, but the culmination of the breakages, an e-mail from her brother, the empty petrol tank, and the impending scan caused a all meltdown in L. But on we drove, determined to see little Wombie (who may be little Ella-Reece/Rhys), L in tears beside me. Could the day get any worse. Yes it can!
Got to the doctors room, where ever-friendly Debbie (the scan-lady-with-the-magic-and) kept us waiting, then doctor had to go catch a baby and he kept us waiting, then lost in the hospital and kept waiting some more. But it was so worth it!
When we got to see he 4D scan our hearts just melted. There was the most beautiful face, and stomach, and feet, and hands I have ever seen. And 90% certain we're having a little girl. It was so overwhelming.
I struggle to imagine being a father, let alone a father to a little princess. All the things that could possible go wrong consume me. And yet, I am over the moon. To soon be her daddy! To hold this precious gift and know that I will stand in the way of anything that ever wanted t hurt her (I may be 90 years old, but I'll still kick his ass). To know that she will love me no matter what! Like I said, very overwhelming.
L's just come home, so .... gotta run!
What I've learnt so far: no matter how bad the day is, seeing her makes my heart skip a beat!
Monday, December 7, 2009
Oh dear
Things have been so so hectic that I just haven't had time to be here (or there for that matter). But a quick update:
1. We are in the house;
2. Boxes keep popping out of thin air (bizarre??)
3. Only one more sleep until school closes and we're free;
4. Only two more sleeps until we MIGHT be able to see if Wombie is a he/she. But we'll defintely get to see the little one again;
5. L is growing and looking beautiful (happy B-day btw);
6. We love our new house!
But I've got a few minutes until I have to be at school and this is what has tickled us pink over the last few days. These are actual testimonial comments written by our wonderful teachers:
ZB- She is a bit reserved also hard working at the same time. Has great a potential to do well in whatever she puts her mind on (put her mind on??? hmmmm ... and what's with great-a?)
NB – She is a pour (hahahaaa ) time manager , has a lot of potential and energy just needs to focus on it.
YP- Demonstrates a sod sense of humor and a high level of self esteem. (Don't we all have a "sod sense of humour" - spell it out Pillay!!!)
And our favourite:
NB – She showed a positive attitude towards he school work despite her lack of interest in it. (There are so many problems with that statement, not the least being she became a he during it!)
Oh well, it made us giggle. We're still not finished with the testimonials and so there may be a few more gems in (or is it on?) there somewhere.
What I've learnt so far:
Ok! SO WHAT IS JUNIOR LOOKING LIKE?
Your little one’s head is much more in proportion to the rest of the body – looking pretty much the same as when he or “she” shall be born.
Vernix is now covering the little body – this is a creamy layer that is there to protect the skin. As you can imagine the little body is constantly immersed in the amniotic fluid.
Length should be around 25cm (from crown to rump) and the weight is probably around 1.1kg.
The bones are beginning to harden.
Hair may be growing on the little head.
Hearing is rather good at present.
The little eyes can now open and close.
What can junior do?
Responds to stimuli, even sound, light and pain.
Your little one may even suck it’s thumb or finger.
Sense of taste is very strong.
Hiccups are a common one. It is said that these are probably caused by the baby “practicing” breathing movements.
All too amazing to believe – you have a real little being inside of you – enjoy this time – it’s precious!!!
From one of the e-mails I get! Can't believe we're counting down the weeks!
1. We are in the house;
2. Boxes keep popping out of thin air (bizarre??)
3. Only one more sleep until school closes and we're free;
4. Only two more sleeps until we MIGHT be able to see if Wombie is a he/she. But we'll defintely get to see the little one again;
5. L is growing and looking beautiful (happy B-day btw);
6. We love our new house!
But I've got a few minutes until I have to be at school and this is what has tickled us pink over the last few days. These are actual testimonial comments written by our wonderful teachers:
ZB- She is a bit reserved also hard working at the same time. Has great a potential to do well in whatever she puts her mind on (put her mind on??? hmmmm ... and what's with great-a?)
NB – She is a pour (hahahaaa ) time manager , has a lot of potential and energy just needs to focus on it.
YP- Demonstrates a sod sense of humor and a high level of self esteem. (Don't we all have a "sod sense of humour" - spell it out Pillay!!!)
And our favourite:
NB – She showed a positive attitude towards he school work despite her lack of interest in it. (There are so many problems with that statement, not the least being she became a he during it!)
Oh well, it made us giggle. We're still not finished with the testimonials and so there may be a few more gems in (or is it on?) there somewhere.
What I've learnt so far:
Ok! SO WHAT IS JUNIOR LOOKING LIKE?
Your little one’s head is much more in proportion to the rest of the body – looking pretty much the same as when he or “she” shall be born.
Vernix is now covering the little body – this is a creamy layer that is there to protect the skin. As you can imagine the little body is constantly immersed in the amniotic fluid.
Length should be around 25cm (from crown to rump) and the weight is probably around 1.1kg.
The bones are beginning to harden.
Hair may be growing on the little head.
Hearing is rather good at present.
The little eyes can now open and close.
What can junior do?
Responds to stimuli, even sound, light and pain.
Your little one may even suck it’s thumb or finger.
Sense of taste is very strong.
Hiccups are a common one. It is said that these are probably caused by the baby “practicing” breathing movements.
All too amazing to believe – you have a real little being inside of you – enjoy this time – it’s precious!!!
From one of the e-mails I get! Can't believe we're counting down the weeks!
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