I strongly believe that kids should be allowed to be kids.. that means playing in the mud.. running around outside.. drawing pictures on every available paper in the house.. playing with toys.. and so on.. and you can teach them manners and all that while they play and enjoy life.. cleaning up doesn't have to be a chore.. it can be a game, a race, whatever... sharing should be second nature, not something they are forced to do.. and rolling around outside in the dirt should be the choice of ente...

On this day two years ago was the worst day of my life... at 16weeks pregnant I had a miscarge due to a cancerous growth in my uterus.. needless to say, that day I spent hours in theater with doctors cutting out the growth as well as scraping my uterus out to remove any sign of the life tgat was growing inside me... and all I could do was cry and cry and feel empty inside... it's not a day I speak of often and for good reason. I'm a strong woman by nature and at that moment I was weak.. and to t...

Eloooo mommies... just a quick question... Are there any mom's here that are from Nelspruit?

It took 42weeks for a piece of my heart to grow into a little human... a first glance for me to realise that I would love this human for the rest of my life.. 11 months to notice that this little human grows up so fast, learns too quickly and sooner than what I expected he would start to not need me as much as he does now.. and a thousand moments of laughter and tears.. of encouragement and discipline.. of hugs and kisses and light smacks on the bum.. to shape this little human into someone who ...

Nights like these...
Nights like these when mom's don't sleep because their little one's are sick..
Nights like these when you lose your mind and all your thoughts are thick..
Nights like these when tears are close but you know you must be strong
Nights like these when fevers are high even when the cold has come along..
Nights like these when all is wrong and and everything just feels bleek
Nights like these when all you can do is dab that wet cloth against your little ones cheek..
Nights lik...

A little bit af a vent.... why is it that it takes 3 hours of pleading.. sulking.. nagging.. playing.. a trip outside.. 1 bottle of tea and my patience level at zero.. just for me to get my son to sleep during the day? I mean he yawns and rub his eyes and complains and yells at the dogs.. all signs that he's tired.. he even gets to a point where he can't even sit up... but then when his father is home.. he just holds him while working on a flippen bike.. not even trying to get him to sleep.. and...

Routine... that's what we have from Monday to Friday... and it's good, we take two naps a day.. I get all the household chores done.. we play and we learn and overall I have a happy well behaved boy.. Then weekend comes and Daddy's home.. after just a few hours the house looks like it hasn't been cleaned for two weeks.. our sleep routine is gone.. and for some reason I find my self repeating NO! alot.. and not just to my son.. haha but the smiles and the cuddles make it all worth it..