So, week 15 and day 2 of that week hits and I suddenly realise that the nausea is gone! Yes! Praise Jesus, it’s gone. I was so glad that all I wanted to do a as eat……… But as iw as coming to choose food or snacks the realisation that my body was still in shock and could still reject it was a major let down. So I have cautiously moved into the next phase and enjoying the ability to eat and not feel like I’ve just eaten a metal pipe and feel the need to gag every ten minutes.
As a parent there are so many scenarios that we have to face every day. Discipline is one of the biggest ones-especially in the early years. Navigating this road is no joke and we are doing our best to understand our children and guide them towards their dreams, goals and destinies.
I know this is meant to be a time of being grateful and enjoying pregnancy but man oh man am I really tired of this morning sickness thing. With the girls I was done at 13 and a half weeks, but this child seems to have a different road laid out for me. Continue reading “Morning sickness officially sucks!”
Since my sister and I started having our children there has been one thing that I am so glad about and that is that my parents are still young and fresh enough to play with our children. Continue reading “Playing ball with Gran-D”
For this who know me you would know what “Friday” means in my house. From when they were 2 my children only get sweets or treats on a Friday (unless there’s a party or something special on the weekend-I do have a heart)
Anyway, this past Friday was like any other by I thought I would put a spin on how the girls got their quota of sweets. Due to it being holiday time and there was lots of time in the day to do nothing other than play, I suggested to Aislyn and Iraina that they make some money of their own and I would set up a tuck shop for them to come and purchase their sweets from my make shift “Tuck Shop”.
They absolutely loved the idea and so we all set about to making money, or a sign in my case, and start our little game of pay, purchase and enjoy.
Here’s some pics of our little shop.
Today marks the 14th week in our little persons life. It’s been such a different journey to the girls. I’m still nauseous and dreading the effects of food. I have plodded along and eaten anyway and wading through the fatigue.
Today was One of my good friends’ birthday and for each of our birthdays we’re making a special effort to go out and do a “day” thing with us and the girls. Let it be know that it was an effort because waking up and being out of the house by 7:45am on a Saturday morning is “effort” for a sleep lover like myself.
Anyway, Iraina opted out today as she had a birthday party of her own but, Aislyn, Emma, Cristina and I had a great time enjoying the food, vibe and celebration at the Old Biscuit Mill, in Salt River Cape Town. It’s Cristina’s favourite thing to do-so that’s what we did. The girls had a blast and we had amazing food. Here’s pics from our day together.
For the first time ever, I felt it was a great opportunity for Aislyn to exercise her independence and purchase something completely on her own. Luckily the Mill wasn’t too full and we could keep an eye on Aislyn and Emma as they went. Here are the results of their endeavour. We were so proud!
Then we proceeded to walk around and look at stuff. The one lady behind the one stand we stopped at, she asks me, “you look a lot like Cezanne and Shaveh! Do you know them?” I was speechless! This chick (Tafadzwa) remembered me from high school! She was 2 years my senior and knew who I was. It was awesome!
After that moment we meandered along and just looked around. We were able to catch a great “selfie” moment which was fun! I love traditions like these. They’re to be remembered and treasured always.
Have to think through the next one.
If you were to walk into our home on a normal day – you can be guaranteed to witness at least one of our girls doing a dance move or too. It happens so often in my house that sometimes it goes unnoticed. But today the sun was shining so nicely and they were doing their thing and I just had to capture what they were up to.
Today marked the beginning of week 14. I am really tired of the nausea and am on the brink of taking medication for it. I must be honest, though-I am scared of taking the meds because in the back of my mind, with whatever decision I make when I’m pregnant, I’m always asking myself, “if I we as Eve and had no meds or doctors, what would have happened.?????!” It brings the perspective but at the same time I feel guilty for wanting to be comfortable?
It’s such a strange journey. I want the best for this little person but at the same time, I have obligations to full fill and they are dropping like flies. So if this phase doesn’t pass by the next instalment about this pregnancy, I might be writing about which drugs I’ve opted to use to cope through the day – sad but totally and desperately true.
Not going to measure this time round – will measure next week. Nothing much has changed so……… Sigh