How do we raise this new generation?

We have been discussing this a lot the last few weeks. We are ‘old school’ parents. Like really old school. Believe that Sky needs to read, build puzzles, color in, play outside in the dirt. I am so worried about her watching too much television and being too exposed to technology at an early age. And I’m not saying this in a ‘Oh I’m doing a better job than anybody else, because I’m pretty sure I’m NOT’, but I do see the difference in Sky to other children her own age. She has been taken from her pre-two year old class and is now with the 3 to 4 year old because she is just so advanced that she needs to be with the older children. Daddy is very happy about his bright spark, but as mommy my first reaction was – is she ready? I don’t want to push her, but she is holding her own against the older children and she is passing some of them already. Once again, this is not a brag post, this is a – I’m thinking out loud about where we go from here- post.


A lot of our friends has been asking me to share some of the things we are doing with her and I’ve been thinking about new things for her to do all the time. I’m also planning her birthday party already and with the two things on my mind I’m considering extending my party busy to an ‘organic option’… Renting out some of our water walls, our sand walls, our play bucket that we use for sensory development. I’ve been using a lot of those kind of games and she loves it. And in the same breathe, it’s not the standard jumping castle, touch farm party that the children are already getting fed up with. We have stopped buying her toys. I make her bottles etc to play with. We spend so much money on bath toys and she’s not even interested in them, she wants her bottles.


Being a ‘geeky’ family we also love doing experiments like fake snow etc. I’m still in the planning stages of everything but my first ‘prettier’ water wall should be ready this week. I’m just hoping for some better weather tomorrow that I can do the last bit of paining on it. I will post some pics of it as soon as it is ready. I would like to get some feed back from everybody – would you be interested in something like this for a party rather than the jumping castle / touch farm option? It will be a much more interactive party as the parents will actually have to play with the children (the shock! the HORROR!!!).


Please drop me a line if you think something like this will be worth a try


This is what our play bucket looks like. Thanks to Happy Hooligans for the idea and picture:



Going Organic

Poor Sky has been battling with bad allergies the last bit and after much investigating we realized that it’s juice. Esp Oros. The poor child can’t breathe, coughing to a point that she can’t sleep etc. We had to take her off most juice, we just can’t seem to find something that works for her. I’m busy finding better options for her – flavored water (home made) seems to just be YUKKY. So she’s on water and rooibos tea at the moment. Any suggestions are welcome!


I’ve started a Facebook group for those mommies that wants to find more organic options for their little ones. You are welcome to join, ask questions and give advice! Facebook Group






Let’s set those boundaries

What an interesting time / phase / age this is. 19 months going on 5 years! She’s cheeky, talkative, funny, brave, rude, loving, crazy, outrages and just a ball of emotions and tricks.

We hit the tantrum stage early and I must admit I’ve really had it with the tantrums.So much that on Sunday I got a few: “What a horrid mom” looks. I did get some: “Good on you” ones as well, so I suppose it all cancels each other out. After breakfast at Wimpy they gave her a balloon. (I hate those damn things!) We walked out and the wind was blowing – this is Port Elizabeth after all. I tried holding it for her but she threw a tantrum, sitting in the trolley while I’m pushing her in the wind, holding on to a silly balloon on a stick. The more I try to calm her, the more she screams and the more the wind tries to blow the thing out of my hands. Blame it on hormones, blame it on my Afrikaans blood, I really don’t care – I lost it in the middle of the parking area. I stopped, took the balloon of its stick, threw it in front of an oncoming car, walked to the trash can and threw the stick in the trash. The people around us all thought it best to just disappear at that stage. Sky knew that ‘stuff’ just got real and one more scream would cause more trouble than what she would be able to handle, so she just stared at me with big eyes. I must say, the rest of the trip went much better!


She is in a new playgroup – long story about the other one that we would rather not discuss, but we are MUCH happier in the new one. She loves it so much and the difference in our child is amazing to see. She also started potty training and she is doing SOOOOO well. My baby is really not a baby anymore!

She’s started to make more sense every day and she sings “Twinkle little star”, Old McDonald, Baba Black sheep, I love you, you love me etc. She does like mixing it up and then we have Twinkle little Old Mcdonals, black sheep I love you, quack quack DUCK! Which causes for lots of laughs. And she loves entertaining us, so the more we laugh, the more she entertains. Just stopping for a quick: “Oh I’m so funn”y, now and again…

We are preparing for her little sister. She’s definitely aware of things and she has become very clingy at times, not wanting to share me even with the cats. She would slap at them, saying: “No go away, my mommy”. We are trying to deal with it as much as we can, got her some toys for when the baby comes – a doll plus a carry cot that looks just like the one we will be bringing the baby home in. Let’s hope it works! I did a photoshoot for a friend’s baby last week and Sky got home just as I started with the shoot. She wanted the baby’s dummy, the toys, screamed when I came near the baby. I ended up doing the shoot with her hanging between my legs. I can see there will be a lot of ‘fun and games’ coming…..




Mothers Day


I belong to a few Adoption groups. What amazing joy we all share every time there is a post saying that they just got “The Call”. You will never forget the day you heard that you are going to be a parent. The call you waited for for years. Prayed for. Cried for. And then one day somebody phones you and says: Just to let you know, we found you a baby, you can fetch her from the home in 4 days time. The amount of “mindblown-ness” you can’t explain…

But there are so many women (and men) waiting for the call. So be gentle this Mothers Day. Not everybody is there YET.




Hair today, gone tomorrow

Unless you have ethnic hair, you won’t even begin to understand the trouble we have with Sky’s hair. We had to cut it all off, AGAIN. It’s not only dry and thick, but also keeps falling out. And if it’s not tied up, she keeps on pulling it out and bringing pieces to me as gifts!!

So hopefully this will be the last cut! I’m just hoping we can manage it from here. Luckily we have amazing friends that gives advice and guidance.

She’s doing so well in crèche. She loves it there. When I go to pick her up in the afternoons, she’s upset. She wants to stay there and play. When she wakes up in the mornings, it’s just – Go play. Go play! So we are very happy!


School time

Okay just, playschool, but it’s still school! Sky will be going to playschool from Monday. We feel sorry for her at home. She is so bored and she needs company. It’s very difficult to keep her busy when mommy is suppose to have bed rest and runs two businesses from home. And her boredom causes her to get into trouble – WAY too often. If she’s not unpacking our cds, she’s ‘reading’ books that mommy told her to not touch. The newest game – jumping on the couches. All of them. She just never sits still. Jumping on the one, jumping off, jumping on the next one. I’m tired just watching her.

Shame she went for her 9 month injections today. Yes I know she’s 17 months old already. But when she was 9 months old we wanted to do it and she had chickenpox! I was worried taking her because it’s the measles shots, but the nurse said there is no risk to me and the baby. So she got her shots! She cried a bit, but it was soon forgotten!

We can’t believe how quickly she’ growing up. Just the other day she was our baby. Now she knows and says where her nose, ears, mouth, teeth, eyes, hair and tummy is… Oh and she knows all too well where mommy’s babbie is… She gives my tummy kisses all the time. She’s going to be such a great big sister… She’s speaking and repeats EVERYTHING we say. Also knows her colors! My mother in law could not believe that she already knows her colors. So now next – potty training! Maybe we should leave that to the playschool!


Terrible Two??

Not only did we hit the terrible two’s early, but we are also going to have TWO of them soon. We are still not sure HOW it happen but we are going to have a baby. I’m just over the 8 weeks pregnant. And Sky picked up on it immediately. She’s sort of freaking me out. We never mentioned to her that I’m pregnant but as soon as I take a nap (I do a lot of those) she will lift up my top, but her ear against my tummy and says: babbie, babbie. She even tries to feed the babbie!


We are still in shock (well I am) and I’m taking it very slowly at the moment. The doctor is worried about my age (apparently I’m pass my sell by date) but everything seems to be okay. We have to do tests every 2 weeks at this stage but we know it’s for the best.

This is creating a whole new dimension in our lives. There is so much to think about – we are going to have two children – one white, one black. How do we make sure that neither of them ever feel they are not real siblings. How do we manage my family? Some still won’t accept Sky, but I’m sure they’ll want to be part of this grandchild’s world. (Well I’m being presumptuous here). BUT I won’t allow this, as we are a package deal. Here I am so thankful to my dad and stepmom. They have really been so supportive and are so proud to become a grandparents again.


So yes it’s exciting, but also I have so much on my mind. I keep telling myself – ONE DAY AT A TIME. It will all work out in the end, if it’s not right, it’s not the end…..