I can’t even begin to explain how immensely proud I am to announce the celebration of our Iraina! Every time I get to this point in the year, I am in awe of how much growth, maturity, intelligence, strength, grace, confidence, beauty and so much more – that this precious human has acquired. I know that this is a blog post containing a lot of words, but once you know her – you know that there is no bottling her up or containing within sentences and phrases.
(as a disclaimer to those reading – I like to write these birthday posts as a letters to my children for them to read when they’re older – so I’m switching modes)
So we’re back and we get to move ahead with therapy. For those of you that are new, I previously posted about finding out about our daughter’s foot development. So this is the first official update. Yay! She doesn’t have any fusion of the bones on the ankle and so this means we get to enjoy the short version of therapy. (Which I’m so glad for) Those that know our princess – she has walked around bare foot since she was a little itty bitty princess. Having her wear shoes all the time is going to be a challenge for sure. But this is obviously a sacrifice for the greater good of her physical development.
I had this whole basic intro ready, but I feel I need to share the heart of why I’m posting this about our sweet 10 year old. You see, all too often I’ve come to learn that if I (as the parent) don’t take note of certain things about my child, and don’t do something about it – it could potentially impact their future in a way that could rob them of pursuing their dreams. There’s a gut thing that women have that can’t be explained (sorry boys – it’s a legit thing) where you just feel something isn’t right and you can’t explain it. Honestly, I had this feeling with our Iraina for years and I am so glad that I acted on it when I did. Here’s what’s been happening.
And just like that, the series is coming to a close. But obviously, the last episode has to include my own story. I wouldn’t know how to introduce myself without tooting my own horn – which is something I know I can do quite well if you give me the platform.
But in a nutshell I am a Zimbabwean coloured girl that moved to Cape Town when I was 18 to study and fell in love with the city and most importantly the man I fondly call my team mate – Timothy. Our journey spans over 20 years together but if I take him out of the story there’s a kaliedescope of life lessons, massive cat fights and insecurities that I never knew lay under the surface of my extroverted, seemingly secure, exterior.
Welcome back to our awesome series. Hasn’t it been good? These women amaze me with their generosity and willingness to share. This is what we call sisterhood and learning from each other, for real. Today’s mom is a woman I have known for a long time as well. Whenever she walks in the room or is close by, you literally inhale natural goodness. It was the thing that fascinated me from the get go. I had to know why she smelled so wonderful – and not in a “gucci” way. It was like being next to the biggest rose or flower garden.
We met in our homeschooling environments. You see, this mom is also a homeschooling mom and when we started around 10 years ago, being brown and doing this homeschool journey wasn’t as common as it is now. Sadly the homeschooling world was filled with more of our fairer community and it wasn’t often that you got to meet someone from our races doing this.
Have you ever met someone and just know that this person is “my kind of people”? Well, this next Mom could literally have been cut out of my heart and soul and put into another human. I literally resonate every time I read or talk to her about something.
She has a generous, gentleness about her and yet she’s spunky and confident about where she’s at in her journey and her own person. She also exudes parental wisdom like a life giving spring. We too, met at a “blogger event” and I immediately did the same thing I did with Nicole from our previous episode – I trolled her like a hopeless teenager because she was so darn interesting. #fangirl
I don’t know about you, but I am really enjoying this series and part of me kind of wishes I could ‘binge read’ it…. Right? But, good things come to those who patiently scroll and ingest in stages.
If you’ve ever met me in real life, I have probably got into your bubble and asked a really personal question and got to know you quite quickly – do I remember your name? uhm, I can try to do it, but I have to talk to you longer than 4 minutes to really get it squared away in my mental files. The mom that I’m about to swing the doors open on today was at an event that I went to and she turned out to be a fantastic companion beside me, about 2 years ago (yoh! I can’t believe how time has flown) – and her name stuck because she is such a peaceful soul.
Before I introduce the first mom that has taken the time to share her story, I want to give a little back story about her and how I came to get to know her so that you guys can feel like you’re part of our friendship.
I remember attending a wedding in 2006 (I think) and there was this bottle blond bombshell of a young lady sitting at the back of the church while the rehearsal was happening. My hubby was playing at the wedding and as it turned out, the bride is a mutual friend of ours. She was (then) the bestmans’ girlfriend.
The one thing that stood out about her was her mellow confidence. She has a gentle beauty that obviously caught the eye of her then boyfriend and now husband.
Throughout the coming years we had occasional interactions – nothing major – but I remember we were at said mutual friend’s house for a birthday party and my oldest was attending and my second princess was a little person. This mom had just had her first princess and was in that “fog” that we all go through – ‘bone tired and just making it through the day’ stage. We compared notes and had fantastic heart to heart mommy conversations – now this was the interaction that I think describes her to a T – transparent, real and nothing hidden, in the best way possible.
I don’t know about you – but I love learning from a person like that.
This is it! I’m finally getting what’s been in my heart out onto a page for all of you to read and journey with me…… or should I say us?…… through.
I remember when I was a new parent, even a newlywed, having all of these incredible women around me that I could look up to and ask questions and tap into for the knowledge I needed for those very precious new moments in my life. Those women have always been there, even to this day and I value their experience and their advice, input and example. They have helped shape my thinking as a wife, mom and woman.
This parenting journey is constantly filled with this blessed word we use – Change. “An act or process through which something becomes different”
Being my own human self, I am in this constant state – becoming different in so many ways. But today I don’t want to talk about myself – I want to highlight ONE of the constant barrages of changes happening in our little family.
I wrote about it a few months, if not a few years ago – about how our three children seem to hit a wave of change all at the same time but in different stages.