Sponsored Post* When I tell people that I had a colostomy, nine times out of ten they look at me blankly. People don’t know what that means. When I explain to people what exactly it is, I get this funny look and it’s usually accompanied with “I thought old people had those” and I can’t even deny the fact that until I had one, I thought that too! I would never in a million years have believed that someone like me, an average relatively young person, who had always been
I don’t want this blog to be my go to place to moan about how shit South Africa is. Yes there are lots of issues here but I have had a good life here. I came here in 2003 and I loved it so much that it became home for over a decade. I’ve had some really good times here. It’s the country I felt I belonged in, the country that I felt at home. I met my husband here, we built a life together, we started a family together.
I haven’t been very good at writing the last while! I think it’s just this weird phase of my life that I’m in. Kinda transition phase… We are still mostly just waiting! Although there has been one step of progress: Gerard got his visa!! YAY But Oden and I are still waiting with no news… In the meantime, we’ve done a few other things and set other plans into motion. We still have nowhere to live when we get there We don’t have flights booked yet – because we have
I don’t think there is a single parent on earth who can say that bath time is always the favourite time of day. Oden absolutely LOVES bath time and yet there are still days when it’s almost impossible to get him into one. So when I was offered the chance to test out this amazing bath time product I jumped at it! Who wouldn’t want to make bath time fun. And if I’m honest, I really wanted to experience it for myself anyway. So what is this product? We were
We’ve been watching a TV series called “Call the midwife” and the whole show is about delivering babies and the many trials and tribulations around becoming a mother. The main characters are nurses/ midwives and nuns. It’s the kind of show that sucks you in. At 11pm we find ourselves saying “just one more” and suddenly we’ve left no room for sleep. Last night, we watched an episode in which one particular Nun was advocating FOR breast and AGAINST formula and a new mother was so pressured by the idea
This is the kind of question that many bloggers deal with internally. The censorship of who they are and what they have to say. New bloggers will start out being authentic and writing the way they are inspired to write but inevitably, either someone will call them on their swearing OR they will wonder if their words are hurting their brand and preventing them from growing as bloggers. So here’s what I think. If you are writing something and you genuinely feel that swearing enhances what you have to say,
Ugh not again. I can practically hear them saying as they roll their eyes reading this headline. I’m so tired of this race topic. Can’t we just move on already… I mean Apartheid has been over for like a really long time can’t they just let go already and move on. It’s just getting so old… Yup, this kind of dialogue is just too fucking common around here. People are open about it, they don’t even realise that there is an issue. Dove puts out an ad campaign and it’s
When I was about sixteen years old, my cousin died. It was unexpected and it was a huge shock. Everyone was devastated – of course. As anyone would be when a teenage boy tragically and unexpectedly dies. I remember everyone crying a lot. I also remember not crying much. His sister, always my closest family member was broken. I remember being there for her. I remember how in her grief, she would lash out at me. But I do not remember crying. Several years later, my father too, died tragically
Life is exhausting. Honestly it is. It’s one of those things that you can’t avoid, because you know, it’s life. It just is what it is but sometimes, what it is, is freaking hard and leaves you exhausted. Right now, for me, the cause of my exhaustion is my son who had been sick for last few days. My mama heart breaks seeing him struggling and listening to his laboured breathing. We sit up with him in the night and rush off to the doctor when it seems like things
I hear it over and over and over again, that excuse that people make to justify what in my opinion is just laziness… “BUT my child doesn’t like being in his/her car seat” I have heard this literally too many times to mention. One of those oh if I had a Rand for every time someone said this to me I’d be giving the Kardashians a run for their money, moments. Well no, not really because the Rand is so crap at the moment but you get the idea? I
Everyone has stress, it’s just a normal part of life but wouldn’t it be nice if there were ways that you could deal with your stress and be happier on a day-to-day basis? Certain areas of your life are sure to make you feel more unsettled than others. Common contributing areas are finances and dealing with debt, your career or business, your health, your weight, emotional turmoil and family conflict! Here are some ways to be happier when these areas of your life are contributing to that feeling of being
Not all that long ago, I was crumpled over myself in pain telling myself it’s just Braxton Hicks. It had to be, my baby was not due just yet. So there I was running myself a nice bath to help me relax before my obviously much wiser and much more realistic husband dragged me off to the hospital. I remember that day like it was yesterday. Every tiny detail of the traumatic emergency c-section birth that brought my little baby into this world with a bang that moved the earth.
I feel like lately, the only thing I ever feel like writing about is my journey into another country. It’s not because I FEEL like boring you with the ins and outs of what moving entails but it’s because this is literally my entire life. I have a million things to do and they ALL revolve around moving to a new place. Migration is not easy, that’s one thing I know for sure! The weird part is that it feels so much like my real life has just come to
I’ve been binge watching this show recently called “Dear White People.” It’s the kind of show where you mean to watch one episode but suddenly it’s 1am and you JUST HAVE TO WATCH ONE MORE! I’m not going to lie, the last few years I have done my best to try to avoid anything to do with race. I felt overwhelmed by the racism that exists in this country. I became frustrated with the lack of understanding that exists around white privilege with feelings being hurt and people getting defensive
There are so many articles that tell you that working for yourself is the dream. In fact, people like Tim Ferris have become extremely successful and built a fortune by selling the dream of giving up the 9 to 5. It’s a lifestyle that people are ready to buy in to. Working for yourself, from the comfort of your living room or even bed means never having to battle traffic, not having to even get out of bed in the morning. But can you still live this dream with anxiety?