Monthly Archives: January 2012

Role models

I know, I know! Two blogposts on one day.

I started this year with no resolutions – long gave up on the weight loss crap I used to embark on every year.

This year I decided that:

1) I am tired of taking things lying down.

If you offend of hurt me, I will tell you

If you shortchange me (specially service providers and shops) I will tell you

If having you in my life costs me more (be it money, energy, time) than I can/want to give, I will tell you (and hopefully lose you).

2) Life is too short and my life is potentially even shorter due to my weakened heart:

So, me, my husband and son are all that matters

I cannot fix everything that is wrong with everyone around me, so I will not feel bad about it.

So it was with this vibe in my head, that I entered this year. So far I got replacements and apologies from Coke (bought flat Coke at the shop), got replacements and apologies from Kimberly Clark (Babysoft loo rolls without the doggies on it), ‘lost’ two oxygen thieves, and got an apology and refund from the Cable Car lot on Table Mountain for making my mom pay for Thomas even though he wasn’t 4 yet.

Great going so far.

Something that is not going so great so far is this: It being party season, we’ve been to a lot of parties and gatherings and even hosted some. I am by no means a conservative or overly religious person but what I’ve been noticing has been disturbing. Husband and wives barely being able to say two words to each other without ripping each others’ heads off. Husbands dissing their wives in front of others. Wives humiliating husbands in company. Husbands staying in one corner with the lads while the wives do the food, the kids and everything else. I’ve seen some spectacular meltdowns that had Elt and I grab Thomas, grab our basket and RUUUUN! Never mind the bottle of wine in the fridge or the steaks on the grill!

Wives having to wait on husbands while they smoke pot, hubbly bubbly or whatever crap and look after kids and do food and “relax”as well.

Elton and I decided that because our marriage is still so young (5 years) we don’t really want to be around people like that so we’ve slowly started phasing ourselves out of those circles. I look at couples who we know very well and who we think have/had the same marriage and values as us and they all seem to be going the way of these vrot apples amongst us and I will be damned if we go that way.

Couples with young marriages should be very careful about who they hang out with and who they surround themselves with because before you know it, you are like those people and the only way is down and it is UGLY.

I suppose it’s the same with life. The good role models just get on with their lives and not many people notice them because they have a quiet dignity about them. The bad role models are loud and out there and seems to be “cool” and before you know it, your husband’s in a corner with the lads chugging beer after beer while you are running your a**e off after the kids and taking 4 hours to finish a glass of wine and trying to chat to friends all while cooking/preparing food.

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My cervix plug popped!!

My cervix plug popped!!
On this day four years ago, my cervix plug popped and after 42,5 weeks of waiting for Thomas it seemed as if I was finally going to be delivered of ‘Buttercup’ (his in utero name).
After the 42 week mark had come and gone, I was getting pretty gatvol of waiting and I told demanded, asked DH to politely request that friends and family stop calling with “is the baby there yet?”.
I think another reason why I was so gatvol was the vile tea I had to drink. On my midwife’s recommendation I got some cervix ripening tea from my health shop and slukked it with laaaang tande for two weeks before Thomas arrived.
Once the plug popped, I called a friend to tell her and next thing I knew, it was her status update! Hilarious. Never thought I would be so fine with very intimate details of my anatomy being put out there like that.

My cervix plug popped!!

My cervix plug popped!!
On this day four years ago, my cervix plug popped and after 42,5 weeks of waiting for Thomas it seemed as if I was finally going to be delivered of ‘Buttercup’ (his in utero name).
After the 42 week mark had come and gone, I was getting pretty gatvol of waiting and I told demanded, asked DH to politely request that friends and family stop calling with “is the baby there yet?”.
I think another reason why I was so gatvol was the vile tea I had to drink. On my midwife’s recommendation I got some cervix ripening tea from my health shop and slukked it with laaaang tande for two weeks before Thomas arrived.
Once the plug popped, I called a friend to tell her and next thing I knew, it was her status update! Hilarious. Never thought I would be so fine with very intimate details of my anatomy being put out there like that.