Billboard Philosophy

I seem to be looking at life very philosophically at the moment. Every billboard seems to trigger some deep thought process. On the corner of Sandton Drive and William Nichol is a billboard advertising a new vehicle model with the punch line, “There is a right way and a wrong way and then there is MY way!”. Just before you all get excited and expect all sorts of personal confessions, it ain’t gonna happen. This punch line was clearly written by an advertising executive with a fourteen month old. I cannot think of a more apt way to describe Reuben, my fourteen month old at present. Josiah the eldest most probably went through a similar stage but it is just too long ago to remember. My word can R perform!!! Everyone and everything seems to be a source of utter frustration and has him screaming at the top of his voice. He is desperately trying to communicate his wants and needs and  “HIS” way and we just don’t seem to understand or react quick enough.




I suppose it is all part of growing up but I have to exercise a whole lot of patience in the process. What is scaring me though is the fact that one of these days his older brother is going to turn in to another kind of “There is a right way and a wrong way and then there is MY way!” model. The kind that cannot be distracted so easily. Maybe that advertising executive has a teenager and not a fourteen month old …

First of many

I have just booked a haircut for myself and Reuben (my youngest). I cannot believe it will be his second haircut. Feels like yesterday that he was born and now he is suddenly a big boy. Walking and talking up a storm. Here are some photos of his first haircut in December.

My Boys

Mothering boys

There is a famous saying that there is a special place in heaven for every Mommy who raises a boy. Does that mean there are two places in heaven for me? Talk about a rollercoaster ride. No two days in the life of a boy mommy is ever the same. Not that I would change it for all the money in the world.


Yesterday was one of those horrible “ah” days. Just before I left for work Josiah (my eldest) complained of a sore neck. Thinking he had probably just slept in a funny position I did not pay much attention to his complaint. I had just got to my desk when my cell phone rang. Jos was in tears complaining about a sore neck, a headache and feeling nauseous. Enough to invoke a guilt trip of note. Was I a bad mother for ignoring his complaints before? To cut a long story short, I asked granny to keep him home from school and got hold of my ex-husband to take him to the doctor. The same doctor who calmly pronounced that there was nothing wrong with him. Well I was stumped. He was still complaining about a sore neck and a headache when I left the office. Not sure what to do I phoned a nearby physiotherapist at 20 past 5. She graciously agreed to see him. Half an hour later I took a different child home. It turns out that he somehow managed to develop a massive spasm in his neck and shoulders, causing the headache and nausea. We still don’t know what actually caused all the drama but at least the problem has been resolved.

See I told you, never a dull moment!!!

Nowhere or now here?

Driving along Ontdekkers Road on Saturday I noticed a big billboard advertising beer. The slogan was something along the lines of “You have come too far to go nowhere”. It suddenly struck me that “nowhere” and “now here” were made up of the same letters but were light years apart when it came to meaning. It made me realise that we sometimes look at life in this manner. We are so quick to tell ourselves that we are failures and have got “nowhere”. Maybe if we just stopped and thought about it and accepted the fact that we were “now here” things would not seem so bad after all. Where are you? The choice is yours.

Here I am!!!

Well, here I am. I thought about it, talked about it and even dreamt about it. Never ever thought I would actually get around to doing it!!! Blogging that is. The scary thing is that I didn't even have a clue what a blog was not too long ago.
So how did I end up in the blogosphere? Well, that is thanks to my friend and colleague Jeannette (Jenty). She unwittingly introduced me to the world of blogging when she gave me the link to her blog to read about her son's premature birth. Connor has just turned two, so maybe I have been reading blogs longer than I realised!? The fact of the matter is I am hooked and have been dying to have a space for ME,  a space where I can vent and have my say. Now it has finally happened with a bit of a push and a shove from Jenty but now i am at a total loss as to what to do next. Anyway I am gonna post this just to get started and hopefully this will be the first of many more!!!