Those who know me, know that I have two loving and vibrant children. A 10-year-old girl Thando AKA Angel Face (Gawd forbid she hear me calling anyone else ‘angel’) and a 3-year-old boy Lerato AKA Knaller (German for cracker, think fireworks) on some days he goes by the names BEN 10, Mickey Mouse, Donald duck even Spider man. Oh, be warned, DO NOT call him Lerato on these days that’s if you don’t mind hearing a vicious high note eardrum-piercing scream “I am not Lerato I am Ben 10 or whatever else he thinks he is.” He sure is a BANG!
Those that know me on a deeper level know that on 03.02.2004 I left my then 2 year-old-daughter in the care of mom and dad to pursue my career in the Middle East, Abu Dhabi to be exact. Ok! Before you throw Holy water over me, I had to! I was given a single status contract and besides it’s not like you find single mother prancing around freely in this part of the world… needless to say, I missed her terribly, I also missed 3 years of raising her 😦 I did however call her every night to tuck her into bed, scowled her when she did wrong, I was even blessed enough to visit her ever other weekend. Other times I would fly Thando and my parents to Abu Dhabi to spend 2 weeks with me, those are some sweet memories.
Anyway to cut a long story short, my son is 3 year-old now and what that means is, I have NEVER raised a 3 year-old child before, everything is new to me. My son is at a lovely age, an age of curiosity and never-ending ‘whyyyyy’ questions, he is so eager and ready to grasp everything. He is responsive and cooperative too, everyday is full of surprises every moment filled with pleasure. He says things that either embarrass me in public or make my heart melt and induce tears in my eyes. Like the time when the two of us were strolling in the mall one afternoon, suddenly he yelled “Mama look there is your slip” (German for underwear) trying to lift my dress to prove that the ‘slip’ I was wearing indeed looked like the one on the manikin and crying “let me show you” repeatedly when I refused. hmm… that was my cue to get out of there in a Speedy Gonzalez manner!
All in all, I am proud of myself thus far! It is not a rosy journey but I will continue to rise to the challenge as best I know how.
I think you know by now that I am not a fan of painting rosy pictures… and we also know that pictures never lie 😉
WARNING: some of these pictures are not for the faint hearted…
|“Motherhood has relaxed me in many ways. You learn to deal with crisis. I’ve become a juggler, I suppose. It’s all a big circus, and nobody who knows me believes I can manage, but sometimes I do.”|
| Jane Seymour quote
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.