Happy Birthday for yesterday our precious little monkey! I can't believe you are two already, and my how time flies! You've grown into such a beautiful little person and every day with you just gets better and better!
Dad took you for your first hair cut yesterday and you look too cute for words! It's like you've gone from a baby to a little boy in one day!!!
We had your party in the afternoon and all your friends came to join and play with you. After lots and lots of sweets we opened some presents, which you got so many beautiful ones of, and you went to bed quite content at 19h30.
Thank you everyone for the presents and for spending the day with us. We appreciate it so much, having family and friends join us for a day which is very dear to our hearts!
Today, two years ago, was the first time I could see your beautiful face my angel, and what a joy it was!
I will post some photos soon.
Love you plenty!
Mom
My Birthday Ticker
Sunday, 21 February 2010
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
Eish, the illness...
Hello big boy,
Well, as title implies, you are sick again. The wonders of school I tell you. You had a slight fever on Friday, so I took you to dr Vermaak so that we can have your 2 year check-up as well. You are weighing 9,5kg, not really catching up to your peers, but not falling behind either, so we are happy! He prescribed some anitbiotics and off we went. Your fever got a bit worse and on Saturday morning I realised with a fright that you are allergic to the antibiotics he prescribed, but I forgot to tell him that (sorry my angel). Well, Saturday and Sunday you looked just awfull, your eyes were swollen, you had a rash and a terrible fever, and you were just not a happy man at all. Luckily the right antibiotics kicked in and by Monday morning your fever broke and you were right as rain again, phew.
We finished your room, decorated with helicoters and planes, which you love, and you are sleeping on your own mattress, which you roll off of about twice a night. We definitely need to make a plan there, ha-ha. Your verbal communication is improving by the day and you are starting to string sentences together, often telling me that "Dadda is stout", ha-ha (I agree, lol). You also repeat every word we say, so dad and I really had to start watching what we say around you because you will easily tell on us, lol.
I love this stage of your development, well, I love every stage actually, but you are becoming so clever and independent. Every day dad and I just get more proud of you!
It's your birthday coming up on Saturday and I cannot wait to see how you will react to the people, the presents and the sweeties! We are so blessed to have so many people care for you and who will be joining us on that day. If I think back to two years ago, I was lying in a hospital bed, not knowing what was going to happen, if you would be okay, or what your journey would have in store for us. But somehow, dad and I both "saw" this future with this fiery little 2 year old with blonde curly hair making every day an adventure for us. That gave us such peace and comfort, "knowing" that you would be okay, well, more than okay! Words will never be able to describe the absolute joy you bring to our lives my angel!
An update on your little brother: He already weighs 2.25kg (huge hey?)and will be joining us, God willing, on the 3rd of March now. Doctor moved the date up so that little bro won't endure too much more stress in the womb. So in two weeks you will be a big brother! I cannot wait to see how you will react, even if it is in a jealous way, which I think is most probable. But, you are already full of love for him, lying your head on my tummy, kissing him, and covering my tummy with a blanket when you think boetie is cold. You also call him boetie Nonah, close enough.
Anyway my angel, my next letter will probably be after your birthday to let you know what adventures you were up to.
Love you plenty!
Mom
Well, as title implies, you are sick again. The wonders of school I tell you. You had a slight fever on Friday, so I took you to dr Vermaak so that we can have your 2 year check-up as well. You are weighing 9,5kg, not really catching up to your peers, but not falling behind either, so we are happy! He prescribed some anitbiotics and off we went. Your fever got a bit worse and on Saturday morning I realised with a fright that you are allergic to the antibiotics he prescribed, but I forgot to tell him that (sorry my angel). Well, Saturday and Sunday you looked just awfull, your eyes were swollen, you had a rash and a terrible fever, and you were just not a happy man at all. Luckily the right antibiotics kicked in and by Monday morning your fever broke and you were right as rain again, phew.
We finished your room, decorated with helicoters and planes, which you love, and you are sleeping on your own mattress, which you roll off of about twice a night. We definitely need to make a plan there, ha-ha. Your verbal communication is improving by the day and you are starting to string sentences together, often telling me that "Dadda is stout", ha-ha (I agree, lol). You also repeat every word we say, so dad and I really had to start watching what we say around you because you will easily tell on us, lol.
I love this stage of your development, well, I love every stage actually, but you are becoming so clever and independent. Every day dad and I just get more proud of you!
It's your birthday coming up on Saturday and I cannot wait to see how you will react to the people, the presents and the sweeties! We are so blessed to have so many people care for you and who will be joining us on that day. If I think back to two years ago, I was lying in a hospital bed, not knowing what was going to happen, if you would be okay, or what your journey would have in store for us. But somehow, dad and I both "saw" this future with this fiery little 2 year old with blonde curly hair making every day an adventure for us. That gave us such peace and comfort, "knowing" that you would be okay, well, more than okay! Words will never be able to describe the absolute joy you bring to our lives my angel!
An update on your little brother: He already weighs 2.25kg (huge hey?)and will be joining us, God willing, on the 3rd of March now. Doctor moved the date up so that little bro won't endure too much more stress in the womb. So in two weeks you will be a big brother! I cannot wait to see how you will react, even if it is in a jealous way, which I think is most probable. But, you are already full of love for him, lying your head on my tummy, kissing him, and covering my tummy with a blanket when you think boetie is cold. You also call him boetie Nonah, close enough.
Anyway my angel, my next letter will probably be after your birthday to let you know what adventures you were up to.
Love you plenty!
Mom
Wednesday, 03 February 2010
So this is what human feels like?
Hello my angel,
I'm so sorry, you must've had the roughest couple of weeks,not understanding why mom hasn't been the same. Last week was a complete daze, with saying goodbye to uncle Tim on Friday, me having more contractions on Wednesday, the medicine I had to take knocking me out completely until Thursday, and then Saturday, surprise surprise, Bronchitus! I've been so ill that I could hardly get out of bed, and I'm sure the lack of attention made you very unhappy. Dad's been holding the fort for a while,and shame, he's exhausted too! But today I woke up for the first time feeling slightly human again. Still a terrible cough and blocked nose, but I can actually open my eyes, yay! To my surprise, I haven't had any contractions (or I've been sleeping so much I haven't felt them), which is amazing as I just seem to sneeze somedays and they start. So hooray for now!
Anyway my love, just wanted to explain why things have seemed so out of sorts.
On the up side, this is what is happening to your little brother. He's already 32 weeks!!!
"Your baby now weighs about 1.7kg and is around 42.4cm long from head to toe. Although his lungs won't be fully developed until just before birth, your little one is inhaling amniotic fluid to exercise his lungs and practise breathing. Your baby is immersed in amniotic fluid, which is protecting him as he grows in the amniotic sac.
Some babies have a head of hair already, others have only a few wisps. Thick hair at birth doesn't necessarily mean thick hair later on, but children with fine hair in childhood usually grow up to have fine hair too."
Love you lots!
I'm so sorry, you must've had the roughest couple of weeks,not understanding why mom hasn't been the same. Last week was a complete daze, with saying goodbye to uncle Tim on Friday, me having more contractions on Wednesday, the medicine I had to take knocking me out completely until Thursday, and then Saturday, surprise surprise, Bronchitus! I've been so ill that I could hardly get out of bed, and I'm sure the lack of attention made you very unhappy. Dad's been holding the fort for a while,and shame, he's exhausted too! But today I woke up for the first time feeling slightly human again. Still a terrible cough and blocked nose, but I can actually open my eyes, yay! To my surprise, I haven't had any contractions (or I've been sleeping so much I haven't felt them), which is amazing as I just seem to sneeze somedays and they start. So hooray for now!
Anyway my love, just wanted to explain why things have seemed so out of sorts.
On the up side, this is what is happening to your little brother. He's already 32 weeks!!!
"Your baby now weighs about 1.7kg and is around 42.4cm long from head to toe. Although his lungs won't be fully developed until just before birth, your little one is inhaling amniotic fluid to exercise his lungs and practise breathing. Your baby is immersed in amniotic fluid, which is protecting him as he grows in the amniotic sac.
Some babies have a head of hair already, others have only a few wisps. Thick hair at birth doesn't necessarily mean thick hair later on, but children with fine hair in childhood usually grow up to have fine hair too."
Love you lots!
Saturday, 30 January 2010
Welcome Harlan!
Just a post to congratulate Loren and Darryl on the arrival of their second little boy, Harlan, on Friday at 15h25, weighing in at a whopping 3.46kg! Well done guys, hope you enjoy every minute of him! And congratulations on becoming a big brother Kai, we know you are going to do an amazing job!!!
Lots of Love!
Us 3 and a half!
Tuesday, 26 January 2010
How do I tell you?
My angel,
How do I explain to you why mommy and daddy seems to be so sad all the time? How do I tell you why uncle Tim doesn't answer you when you call for him at the door? How do I tell you that you won't be hearing his beloved motorbike through our gates again, or that he won't be there to give you cookies before dinner time, much to mommy's dissaproval. How do I tell you that he won't come running after you when you are going somewhere where you shouldn't and mommy is just too pregnant to run after you herself? How do I tell you that you won't hear his voice calling "Hellloooo" through the house as I am about to put you to sleep, and you get so excited about seeing him that all possibilities of sleep go right out the window?
This is a tough one my angel, and one I was not quite ready to explain to you, because this is the first time mommy had to deal with something like this herself. I think, the best way to explain, is to compare it to life. You know how you were born, not really knowing how you came into this world? Something miraculous, but inexplicable, so many unanswered questions? You'll probably feel the same when your brother arrives. Well, sometimes, just as birth, which we can't explain how or why a person is given to share the love of life, so the same people eventually have to go as well. We don't know when, or why, but they have to go back to the place where they came from. There are many theories to "where" this "place" actually is. Mom and dad believes it is called "Heaven", and your unseen (to some) Father in the sky calls you back to be with Him. It is very sad for the people who are left behind, because to our physical brain it doesn't make sense that someone who was so part of your existence, just isn't there any more. Humans are creatures of habit my angel, and we like for things to remain...predictable. But this is one of the only things that you can be sure of in life...that a person will pass one day. We don't know when or how, but it will happen. So early Sunday morning, uncle Timmy was called home.
It is very sad for us, and that's why you see me and dad cry some times. But the best way to make sure that uncle Tim lives on in our hearts is to remember him for the bubbly person that he was. He always said that you were the reason he became broody and wanted children, so he was extremely fond of you my angel. He had an incomprehensable lust for life that is seldom equaled. He was always there to help us when we were in need, whether it was to give me a lift to the hospital to go visit you when you were born, or just to "borrow" a glass of coke. He even baby-sat you a couple of times when mom was in need. He did all he could to help, when he could. I know the house feels empty without his voice, but remember, he is with us, in memory, in spirit, and through everything he did.
I know it doesn't all make sense right now, and I can't say that it ever will, but know that uncle Tim loved you, you loved him, and that is all that matters.
Love you my only
Mom
How do I explain to you why mommy and daddy seems to be so sad all the time? How do I tell you why uncle Tim doesn't answer you when you call for him at the door? How do I tell you that you won't be hearing his beloved motorbike through our gates again, or that he won't be there to give you cookies before dinner time, much to mommy's dissaproval. How do I tell you that he won't come running after you when you are going somewhere where you shouldn't and mommy is just too pregnant to run after you herself? How do I tell you that you won't hear his voice calling "Hellloooo" through the house as I am about to put you to sleep, and you get so excited about seeing him that all possibilities of sleep go right out the window?
This is a tough one my angel, and one I was not quite ready to explain to you, because this is the first time mommy had to deal with something like this herself. I think, the best way to explain, is to compare it to life. You know how you were born, not really knowing how you came into this world? Something miraculous, but inexplicable, so many unanswered questions? You'll probably feel the same when your brother arrives. Well, sometimes, just as birth, which we can't explain how or why a person is given to share the love of life, so the same people eventually have to go as well. We don't know when, or why, but they have to go back to the place where they came from. There are many theories to "where" this "place" actually is. Mom and dad believes it is called "Heaven", and your unseen (to some) Father in the sky calls you back to be with Him. It is very sad for the people who are left behind, because to our physical brain it doesn't make sense that someone who was so part of your existence, just isn't there any more. Humans are creatures of habit my angel, and we like for things to remain...predictable. But this is one of the only things that you can be sure of in life...that a person will pass one day. We don't know when or how, but it will happen. So early Sunday morning, uncle Timmy was called home.
It is very sad for us, and that's why you see me and dad cry some times. But the best way to make sure that uncle Tim lives on in our hearts is to remember him for the bubbly person that he was. He always said that you were the reason he became broody and wanted children, so he was extremely fond of you my angel. He had an incomprehensable lust for life that is seldom equaled. He was always there to help us when we were in need, whether it was to give me a lift to the hospital to go visit you when you were born, or just to "borrow" a glass of coke. He even baby-sat you a couple of times when mom was in need. He did all he could to help, when he could. I know the house feels empty without his voice, but remember, he is with us, in memory, in spirit, and through everything he did.
I know it doesn't all make sense right now, and I can't say that it ever will, but know that uncle Tim loved you, you loved him, and that is all that matters.
Love you my only
Mom
Wednesday, 20 January 2010
No means No MOM!!!
Hello my angel!
Just a little note from me again to tell you about your cute"ness" in all it's glory. Firstly, I'm shocked to notice that even though you are so outspoken and clearly quite an extrovert at home, you seem to be a bit of a loner when around other people. I had my suspicions, but it was confirmed at Keaton's 2nd Birthday party (which was an amazing ado, I must say). It was a bug party, which is something you became very interested in a couple of weeks ago, caling all the goggas ("og-og") when we dig through the mud. Megan went to such great effort with the party and there wasn't want for anything. You each got your own bug box, with a catching net and lots and lots of sweets! We go hunting for goggas regularly now. But back to the socialising bit. I was shocked to see you only wanting to sit at the table, even after all the other children left, you remained seated, and for quite a while I must say. Thereafter you went to Keaton's outside play area and played in the sandpit all by yourself, not interested in playing with the other children. That was so weird, as I always thought you would be one who wants to be the centre of attention (you certainly want that with us, ha-ha). But it is very cute, none-the-less, to watch you discover new things and run to show me excitedly, by yourself.
Another new occurence is of the word "no". Now I haven't really spent much time in teaching you how to answer questions with "yes" or "no", but you figured it out anyway. So now, when I come in the mornings to get you out of your cot, you give me a mischievious smile, curl back into your blanket, and firmly say "no". When I ask you "Gaan ons bad?" a firm "no" follows, and if I try to convince you otherwise, you turn around, stark naked, and run to your dad. Luckily you still have to learn that he is on my side with that one, so he tackles you and playfully convinces you to get in the bath. By playfully, I mean he tumbles you around, up and down his shoulders until you are so disoriented that before you realise it, you are in the water, ha-ha! Another, (finally) occurence is that of "dankie" and "asseblief", which actaully sounds more like "please". I love it when I lie next to you in bed at night, waiting for you to finish your bottle and sleep, and you turn around with the empty bottle, hand it to me, say "dankie mamma" and turn around, cuddling your blanket and go to sleep. It makes every single day worth it!
On the weight side, it looks like you've gained quite a bit of weight (well, it feels like it) and you surely grew in length too. I only notice it when you stand up in your cot and I wonder how long it's gonna be before you try and climb out yourself...and succeed...gulp. Oh, and when all of a sudden you can reach things on tables where you couldn't before. Who knew baby-proofing was a constant job? So I haven't taken exact, or any for that matter, measurements yet, but we'll see when you go for your vaccinations on the 1st of Feb. I'm sure I will get a nice surprise!
I have to tell you, just a little reminder of how lucky we are really, about a programme on Carte Blanche the other day. There was a little girl called "Hope", who was born at 27 weeks(only a couple of days before you), weighing only 390 grams, due to stress in utero. Now, she recovered amazingly, just like you, and the Paediatrician said that they can see from the word "go", who will fight, and who will not. It made me wonder what your Paediatrician saw, and if he could see, like we could the first time we saw you, what a little fighter you were. But the other thing she said that was interesting is that only about 20% of babies born that early, have no signs of brain damage. WHAT? 20%??? We were shocked. Clearly you fall under that 20%, but we had no idea the percentage was that small. I suppose when you are faced with life or death, brain damage is the last thing you are worried about. But it just serves as another reminder to be grateful for every second, every chance and every opportunity.
Anyway my angel, just wanted to share that with you. Remember to say special prayers for Granny Grey, who is turning 80 this Friday!!! For Loren, Kai's mom, to enjoy/endure the last couple of days of pregnancy and that all goes well when she gives birth to baby Harlan (She's already 38.3 weeks pregnant, a lifetime hey my angel). Congrats to Grampy in Dubai, who had his birthday on the 4th, to your uncle Poena, who had his on the 16th, Keaton who turned 2 on the 16th as well, and to Deqlan who remains NED and celebrated 2 years of it, also on the 16th.
Stay as wonderful as you are my little boy.
We love you plenty!
Mom
Just a little note from me again to tell you about your cute"ness" in all it's glory. Firstly, I'm shocked to notice that even though you are so outspoken and clearly quite an extrovert at home, you seem to be a bit of a loner when around other people. I had my suspicions, but it was confirmed at Keaton's 2nd Birthday party (which was an amazing ado, I must say). It was a bug party, which is something you became very interested in a couple of weeks ago, caling all the goggas ("og-og") when we dig through the mud. Megan went to such great effort with the party and there wasn't want for anything. You each got your own bug box, with a catching net and lots and lots of sweets! We go hunting for goggas regularly now. But back to the socialising bit. I was shocked to see you only wanting to sit at the table, even after all the other children left, you remained seated, and for quite a while I must say. Thereafter you went to Keaton's outside play area and played in the sandpit all by yourself, not interested in playing with the other children. That was so weird, as I always thought you would be one who wants to be the centre of attention (you certainly want that with us, ha-ha). But it is very cute, none-the-less, to watch you discover new things and run to show me excitedly, by yourself.
Another new occurence is of the word "no". Now I haven't really spent much time in teaching you how to answer questions with "yes" or "no", but you figured it out anyway. So now, when I come in the mornings to get you out of your cot, you give me a mischievious smile, curl back into your blanket, and firmly say "no". When I ask you "Gaan ons bad?" a firm "no" follows, and if I try to convince you otherwise, you turn around, stark naked, and run to your dad. Luckily you still have to learn that he is on my side with that one, so he tackles you and playfully convinces you to get in the bath. By playfully, I mean he tumbles you around, up and down his shoulders until you are so disoriented that before you realise it, you are in the water, ha-ha! Another, (finally) occurence is that of "dankie" and "asseblief", which actaully sounds more like "please". I love it when I lie next to you in bed at night, waiting for you to finish your bottle and sleep, and you turn around with the empty bottle, hand it to me, say "dankie mamma" and turn around, cuddling your blanket and go to sleep. It makes every single day worth it!
On the weight side, it looks like you've gained quite a bit of weight (well, it feels like it) and you surely grew in length too. I only notice it when you stand up in your cot and I wonder how long it's gonna be before you try and climb out yourself...and succeed...gulp. Oh, and when all of a sudden you can reach things on tables where you couldn't before. Who knew baby-proofing was a constant job? So I haven't taken exact, or any for that matter, measurements yet, but we'll see when you go for your vaccinations on the 1st of Feb. I'm sure I will get a nice surprise!
I have to tell you, just a little reminder of how lucky we are really, about a programme on Carte Blanche the other day. There was a little girl called "Hope", who was born at 27 weeks(only a couple of days before you), weighing only 390 grams, due to stress in utero. Now, she recovered amazingly, just like you, and the Paediatrician said that they can see from the word "go", who will fight, and who will not. It made me wonder what your Paediatrician saw, and if he could see, like we could the first time we saw you, what a little fighter you were. But the other thing she said that was interesting is that only about 20% of babies born that early, have no signs of brain damage. WHAT? 20%??? We were shocked. Clearly you fall under that 20%, but we had no idea the percentage was that small. I suppose when you are faced with life or death, brain damage is the last thing you are worried about. But it just serves as another reminder to be grateful for every second, every chance and every opportunity.
Anyway my angel, just wanted to share that with you. Remember to say special prayers for Granny Grey, who is turning 80 this Friday!!! For Loren, Kai's mom, to enjoy/endure the last couple of days of pregnancy and that all goes well when she gives birth to baby Harlan (She's already 38.3 weeks pregnant, a lifetime hey my angel). Congrats to Grampy in Dubai, who had his birthday on the 4th, to your uncle Poena, who had his on the 16th, Keaton who turned 2 on the 16th as well, and to Deqlan who remains NED and celebrated 2 years of it, also on the 16th.
Stay as wonderful as you are my little boy.
We love you plenty!
Mom
Wednesday, 06 January 2010
Update on your brother
Hello my angel,
I just wanted to give you an update on your brother, who is now officially more obedient than you were, ha ha. He's been in my tummy for a whole extra day more than you, and hopefully, he'll continue to stay there for quite a while longer. On top of that, he seems to be a bit bigger than you as well. I went to dr. Burger yesterday, a bit earlier than scheduled because my braxton hicks contractions were getting moreand more again. So just for safe measure, to see if your brother is still ok, we went to have a look. Dr says your brother is weighing in at about 1.3kg already, and his body and legs measure the same as that of a 29 week old baby, not a 28 week old. But his head is smaller than yours, so unlike you, who has daddy's big head, and my short legs, he has my small head, and daddy's long legs. Ha-ha, maybe you two will be complete opposites (luckily they attract)!
You are going for your follow-up with Dr Enslin today to see that your ears are still ok. You've been waking up at night a lot again, so maybe something is brewing inside there? Or maybe it's just your back molars coming out because you have been biting your fingers a lot. When they are out, you don't have to go through teething again until you are much older, thank goodness, and then it won't be as painful, and you'll get some money for them as well!
Anyway my love, just wanted to thank you for talking to your brother, and telling him to stay put. The doctor is very happy with his progress and not worried about the braxton hicks anymore. He says it will probably pick up from now on because I am in my third trimester, something I've never reached before!
Love you plenty my angel.
Mom
I just wanted to give you an update on your brother, who is now officially more obedient than you were, ha ha. He's been in my tummy for a whole extra day more than you, and hopefully, he'll continue to stay there for quite a while longer. On top of that, he seems to be a bit bigger than you as well. I went to dr. Burger yesterday, a bit earlier than scheduled because my braxton hicks contractions were getting moreand more again. So just for safe measure, to see if your brother is still ok, we went to have a look. Dr says your brother is weighing in at about 1.3kg already, and his body and legs measure the same as that of a 29 week old baby, not a 28 week old. But his head is smaller than yours, so unlike you, who has daddy's big head, and my short legs, he has my small head, and daddy's long legs. Ha-ha, maybe you two will be complete opposites (luckily they attract)!
You are going for your follow-up with Dr Enslin today to see that your ears are still ok. You've been waking up at night a lot again, so maybe something is brewing inside there? Or maybe it's just your back molars coming out because you have been biting your fingers a lot. When they are out, you don't have to go through teething again until you are much older, thank goodness, and then it won't be as painful, and you'll get some money for them as well!
Anyway my love, just wanted to thank you for talking to your brother, and telling him to stay put. The doctor is very happy with his progress and not worried about the braxton hicks anymore. He says it will probably pick up from now on because I am in my third trimester, something I've never reached before!
Love you plenty my angel.
Mom
Saturday, 02 January 2010
1 Day at a Time...And some photos!!!
Taking a stroll through Groenkloof Nature Reserve on our last day of holiday
Happy New Year Noah
Happy New Year Caden!
Quality time on the swing - Kai and Caden with their dads at Megan and Conrad's house
Keaton letting Caden drive his car. It was so cute, Caden couldn't touch the pedals, so Keaton put his feet there to drive and Caden was steering
Keaton teaching Caden to drive his car
Kai getting a turn to drive
Faster Darryl Faster!!!
All the dads and their boys - Enjoying a swim
Pruning the plants with my new garden set
A tiny bit crazy - I love this babygrow!
Helping dad in the garden
My garden set from granny and grampy
Making mud
My Christmas ball from Megan, Conrad and Keaton
Opening my present from Lisa and Dale
More presents!
Faster Faster Faster!!!
Chatting with Kelly
Wes and Kelly celebrating
Opening my present from Justin and Kelly for Christmas
It's a tractor!
Riding my bike from uncle Brendon for Christmas
Watering the garden
More presents!!!
Playing with my garden set from granny!
On my swing from ouma!
Singing twinkle twinkle little star - our favourite!! I even know the words (Up above and star!)
Justin and Caden
Elmo in the "wild"
Caden and Dad in the swimming pool
Mopping the swimming pool
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Kelly shying away from the camera
The Weasel
Yum Yum, Ginger bread house cookie from Megan
True Love?
Chilling with mom and dad
Tim and Chrisma
Sleeping at the drive-in
Dancing for the people at the drive-in
Playing at Upper Deck
On the Merry-go-Round
At the botanical gardens. Rocks don't taste that nice!
Sitting on the step eating my food
Pushing my bike
Playing in the fish pond at the botanical gardens
Taking a walk with dad
Playing with Kai in ouma's pool
At Papacinos for lunch!
High Five Dad!!!
At he Sterkfontein caves
Hello my angel,
Firstly let me wish you a very happy new year my boy. Hope you continue to grow so beautifully in 2010 as you have in 2009. You continue to amaze me and dad every day with the things you learn. Lately we only need to say a word once for you to repeat it, it's so amazing. You can definitely see where your preferences are because you put more energy into talking than into trying to do physical stuff (not that you don't try a lot of that too), but you definitely have your eyes set on speaking sentences.
Dad and I really enjoyed the time we have had this holiday to spend with you. We haven't gone anywhere, just incase your little brother would get upset about that and throw a "tantrum" in my tummy, he-he, but we got to spend each and every day with you. Lots of swimming, lots of friends and lots of Christmas presents! Thank you to everyone for all Caden's stunning presents! He enjoys them so much and each and everyone had it's moment of glory!
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all our friends and family as well. I don't think we always understand just how blessed we are to have you in our lives. But to each and every single person who has played a part in our lives, thank you, just for being you, because by just being you, you are making us who we are.
On another note, as far as pregnancy progress is concerned, New year's day would've marked the day in the pregnancy timeline when I went into labour with you mr. Monkey. And, you would've been born on Tuesday 5 Jan 10, according to the timeline you decided to follow. So, one day at a time, we are slowly but surely approaching a new timeline with your brother. One we've never known before. One we are so grateful for, because if there is anything I could change in your life my angel, it would've been that. I know you had your own path to walk, a path I might not understand and probably never will. But if I have to think back about the time that I was unable to hold you, when me and dad had to stand back and watch all those needles in you, when all we wanted was to comfort you but couldn't. I know that the experience made you stronger and more independent, but I wouldn't be able to stand not being able to be there for you again. So dad and I are so grateful for your fiery personality, your determination and independence, even though it gets tiring, ha-ha, we hope you develop that more and more in the future, because that is clearly who you are meant to be.
Anyway, enough talk, here's some photos of the holiday.
Love you lots!
Mom
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