I really intended to update this blog daily, but i totally forgot to factor in my laziness and Kayden’s ability to sense when I am doing something that doesn’t involve him directly.
I am a bit pissed off with myself that I didn’t update because I have a whole theme going:
- Moaning Mondays – the only day of the week I am allowed to moan or throw any pity-parties
- Wordless Wednesday – a post entirely made of pictures
- Thankful Thursday – pretty self=explanatory
- Summary Sunday – a sum-up of the week
I realise that I have left a few days out, but I don’t want to be too restricted to a theme, I need some days for randomness (totally a made-up word).
So, I am going to do Sundays Summary first, then I will move on to Moaning Monday 🙂
This week marked the start of my blog and I am already totally addicted… I have been following a lot of blogs for a very long time now, as you can see by the long list of blogs that I follow on the right-hand side. I feel that these blogs need an explanation as you may notice they all follow the same theme: namely IVF (Invitro Fertilization), miscarriages and pregnancy. The reason is that my very best friend has been trying to fall pregnant for a very long time, and all our prayers were answered last year when she found out she was pregnant. Unfortunately she lost the baby a few weeks later and I was so wrapped up in my own life that I wasn’t there for her at all. We went through a lot of issues, but I think that we are healing our relationship now. Anyway, I promised myself that I would learn everything I could about losing a baby and fertility issues so that she could speak to me about this stuff and I would know what she was talking about. I started researching and I came across these blogs by these women all over the world, and I become so attached to them all and all their stories. I literally lie in bed at night and pray for all the children who are fighting for their lives. It may be a totally morbid thing, but I really feel that this has strengthened my relationship with God in the process. For the first time in my life I feel that I can turn to Him in prayer and lay all my worries at his feet and leave it in His control. This in turn has made me a better person. I am NOT pretending to be holy by any stretch of the imagination. I still swear, I still lose my cool and I still shout at Kayden, but on the whole I feel like a better person.
So that is the story behind all the blogs 🙂
I got read a very sad story on Saturday about a little girl called Kayleigh who has been fighting for her life since she was still in her mommy’s tummy. They got some sad news on Saturday, so read her story and remember her in your prayers tonight.
We were intending to go to the aquarium on Saturday, but the weather was really awful, so we decided to postpone to today. The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful. We went to my sisters birthday dinner on Sat night (the 3rd night in a row that she was celebrating!)
This morning (Monday), we all trudged off to the aquarium. It was all going swimmingly (haha, did you see what I did there?) We look at 5 million fishes, sharks and other such marine life. It was going well till Kayden took off like a bat out of hell. Straight out of the predator area and he was off! He charged into the gift shop…. the GIFT SHOP of ALL places? I can’t even afford to pay attention in that shop. All I was thinking was, “Sweet Jesus, please don’t let him break anything that costs more than R20.00.” He eventually came to rest in the corner. I think he was looking for a spot to recharge (this prophecy becomes eerily true later).
By this time, I was exhausted. My jeans were falling off and my boobs were precariously perched just outside my bra. I was hungry, pissed off and my feet were sore DAMMIT. We decided to find somewhere to eat, and we were walking through the craft market when the little sod did it again. He was off before I could eveb gather my thoughts, and that was the final straw. I marched everyone back to the car and swore not to let him see the light of day until he was 30!
On the way home I decided to get one of those arm bands that attach them to you (kinda like a leash for kids). I swore I would never do that to my kids, but I would rather have that, than have to watch my child get run over by a car, or kidnapped.
So that’s that. Oh, and all this took………. 1hr and 45 mins (including driving to and from the waterfront)
Oh ja, and I bumped into Sam who I met via Facebook. She is a kick-ass single mom and an awesome photographer. YAY for meeting in the most random place 🙂
So, y’all….. look out for the next post in about an hour which will be my moaning Monday. The one day of the week I am allowed to vent!!
Lovies
xx