Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Painting of life

I have realized something so profound... well for me in any case !!

The world we live is like the most beautiful painting you've ever seen. One rich in color and detail. The painting has lots of color in it from white to black, all the colors and every shade there is. All the colors and shade are necessary.

In the world there are different types of people making up a beautiful "painting of life". Every human is a color or a shade in this painting and so necessary. The spineless, characterless, boring represent white and the judgmental, arrogant, opinionated and radical represent black. And in between are red for the passionate, green for the naturalists,  blue for the cruel, yellow for the friendly, purple for the fairies and pink for the sweeties. But in between there are a million different shades of these colors. And it's good. All the colors are needed and necessary to make this "painting" beautiful. A painting without the dark and black would be flat without any contrast and without any white be dreary and gloomy. And every shade in between just makes the painting perfect as a whole, full of life and detail !!!

So now when I talk or meet with people and I dont like what they say or do, I just think to myself this a necessary shade of grey, orange, turquoise, peach or cream that makes the painting of life beautiful. This person is not my color and that's OK, cause if the entire painting was  shades of burgundy what a dull painting it would be.





 



Saturday, October 12, 2013

Precious memories


 Since before you were conceived I've been keeping a journal for each of you. Here I write everything I feel about you and all the events in our lives. It's just captured it in short, but so awesome to read about things I would have forgotten about. I write all the funny things you do and say and all the sweetness about you. I write down your first 100 words, all your milestones ... 1st step, tooth, word, wave and all the rest. I even allow you to scribble on a few pages.


You each also have a box with all your very special goodies in. Things like you 1st dummy, bottle, blanket, toy. Your positive pregnancy test and the scissors we cut your cord. The clothes you wore the day you were born and outfits you wore a lot. Your 1st pair of shoes and slippers. Stuff from your 1st birthday. And whatever is really special.




Lily you, in particular love and I mean LOVE looking through your box and want me to read from your journal all the times. If your journal were the only book in our house you would be happy. When you go through emotionally unhappy time we just go to a quiet spot and I read to you from you journal and you just absolutely melt and calm down. I think to hear I just adored you as a baby and all the cute things you did, makes you feel so loved and that gives you security and comfort !!  


I have to say I get so emotional going through the box, there so many special memories.

My plan is to give you each your journals and box when you're pregnant with your first baby.

Sleeping

 
The other night I just had to take a pic of each of you sleeping. Wow so sweet !!

There is just something so magical about little ones sleeping. 


Doll's nursery


You girls looooooooove playing with your dolls in the nursery. Here you feed, play and change their nappies.
This entire room is your domain and you have such happy moments here daily.





Camping in our Backyard

Loads of fun to go camping, especially when it's walking distance from the kitchen. You girls planned on sleeping in the tent, but when it got dark you wanted to go inside. Think we will practice this a bit more before we attempt going into the wild ...

Gorgeous girls

We set up the tent and daddy started a fire.

Miss Cutie

Went for a bath inside and came out again to camp away !! Did some research on Scorpions and camping on ipad.

Lily went to fetch Lente our Guinea pig to play inside the tent a bit.

Sun set braai

Me and the girlies !! Love you loads

Lily's favorite food - sausage !! Yummy !!

It was so much fun, and you loved camping at home.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Our precious Abby




Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really. ~Agnes Sligh Turnbull
 
 

 Whoever said you can't buy happiness forgot little puppies. ~Gene Hill
Lily 3 months old with  Abby 

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras

Justin and Abby taking a nap


 
 My goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am. ~Author Unknown
 JP and Abby on the phone

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face. ~Ben Williams 
If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then giving Fido only two of them. ~Phil
    Lily 2 years old with Abby

 Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras
 The more I see of man, the more I like dogs. ~Mme. de Staël
  
Children and dogs are as necessary to the welfare of the country as Wall Street and the railroads. -Harry S. Truman
Anybody who doesn't know what soap tastes like never washed a dog. ~Franklin P. Jones
  Lexi 1 year old and Abby

If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went

 If a dog's prayers were answered, bones would rain from the sky. -Old Proverb
 
Our friend Stephanie playing with Abby
 




Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened." ~ Anatole France
  Ruby 5 months old with Abby
  
All of the animals except for man know that the principle business of life is to enjoy it." ~ Samuel Butler

  Abby at kids door in the morning waiting for them to wake up


A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of. -Ogden Nash

We give dogs time we can spare, space we can spare and love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It's the best deal man has ever made
Lexi 3 years old with Abby
 
Money will buy a pretty good dog, but it won't buy the wag of his tail. -Josh Billings

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Making a baby with love.

Being somewhat of a control freak each one of your lives were planned. Having a baby was a seriously planned adventure to us. There's a few specific events during that initial period of your life's that I dearly treasure, and so enjoyed.  It's moments and memories carved into my inner being.

I loved that moment, the second,  where your dad's and my hearts merged into one and we both agreed that we want a baby. Before that you was a idea, a maybe, a thought or a possibility. But at that moment you become a fact and a reality to us. And so it always started. There was a moment that we agreed our lives will be incomplete without you. All of a sudden there's life in the air around us. Excitement beyond words.

I loved monitoring, following and keeping tract of my menstrual cycle. I used online fertility calendars and used high-lighters and personal abbreviations on my personal notes to  determine exactly when I would be the most fertile. I loved waiting for the signs and counting down to the days we would conceive you.

 Lily and Lexi's fertility map notes

I love making love to make a baby. It's different from doing it for fun. It's passionate and exciting.  So much more power in it. Moments that pulled your dad's heart and mine even closer together. I recall those baby making sessions and treasure those memories above all the other times. Making love to make a baby is done with purpose, and nothing compares to that.

 Daddy getting out the shower after making Lexi. He looks happy hey !!

I love the horrid two-week-wait to see if we conceived or not. Each day hoping to feel a early symptom. Hoping to feel nausea, ridiculous as that may be. Every day felt like a year. 14 days when I couldn't focus on anything else but hoping to be pregnant. We were blessed wit a baby each time we tried to conceive. 

 Out of Ruby's journal as I keep track of every day from conception to a positive on test (14 days)

I loved all the home pregnancy tests I did. Being as anxious as I am I did many. I knew I did them to early but I just had to know. Oh and what a moment when I saw that positive. Total ecstasy. Joy beyond words. I kept a positive pregnancy test of each of you.

 Ruby's positive pregnancy test.

I loved announcing you were on your way. I sent a message to everybody I knew a day or two after I got a positive home pregnancy test.

    This was Ruby's announcement. The other two were sent via sms.

I loved keeping tract of your development from where the sperm connected with the egg,  forming a Zygote then a Morula then a Blastocyst. This is all before the baby has attached to my womb,still in the first week of pregnancy. I followed your development day by day for 280 days.

 Out of Lily's journal (21 days old)

I love choosing a name. Also a magical moment when we just KNEW !!!!! With Lily we had the name before we even tried to conceive. With Ruby I had the idea of using another L name but after you heard the name Ruby from a friend, Chantal, you wanted that name and woke me up at night with Ruby in my thoughts. It is so much fun deciding on a name. To be in the position where I had the power choose a name you would be called over you everyday for the rest of your life was so powerful. Each one of you got a name we thought about long and hard analyzing every part of the meaning. Lily of the valley, a flower describing Jesus who was pure and humble amongst many attributes. Lexi, female, shortened version of Alexander the great, meaning Defender of mankind. And Ruby, The ruby was one of the stones in the high priest's breastplate (Ex 28:17). I believe each one of your names were inspired and will be connected to your created purpose. 

  A piece of scrap paper I played around with when choosing Lexi's name.

I loved going for sonars that was done by such a special lady, Heidi whom became such a dear friend. The effort she put in so I could see my precious baby's faces. Truly a science miracle to take a  peep right into heaven. Oh my word ... unless you've experienced it, you will not know the thrill. 

 
This was 4D (video) of Ruby yawning 

I loved fixing up your room. Each had a special and unique theme. Lily was froggies. Lexi ladybirds and Ruby butterflies. Long story behind why ...
Lexi's room. Don't think she slept here for more than a few afternoon naps ;)

I loved going for a preggies photo shoot and getting cute pic's of my baby bump. 

Preggie shoot being preggies with Lily, Lexi and Ruby

I LOVED ABOVE ALL, GIVING BIRTH !!!!!

 Precious Ruby born into my arms with daddy and Lily by our side. It was past Lexi's bedtime.



 I loved announcing to the world that you were born. Each one of your birth announcements were sent the same day you were born.

This was Lexi's birth announcement


So many precious memories to the start of your lifes. You girls are my live !!!

Thursday, May 9, 2013

The hard part of our awesome life



 I have wanted to write about our experience being a family of 5 for a while. But for a few reasons I just haven’t been able to. Mainly because our lives have been up side down with 3 very small people running our house hold ! Secondly it’s so difficult putting my thoughts into words; like it’s hard explaining excruciating pain to someone … so it is explaining the degree of chaos, frustration and hard work we’ve been dealing with. And lastly I don’t want to sound negative, ungrateful or put any of my kids in a bad light. But I so need to also just pour out on paper what’s in my heart. Cause even if it’s “bad” it’s real and part of our journey, and that’s ok. I want to remember the good times as well as the hard times. It’s all part of the picture. So I’m going to talk about what we’ve been going thru the last year.

Last year January Ruby was born. Lexi was 16 months at the time and Lily 28 months. That might sound frightening but the first 3 months were actually ok and we did good. Ruby was a super cute baby and relatively easy. She slept a lot during the day and good at night. The girls enjoyed their little sister and loved being around her. But when Ruby was about 4 months old things started getting more challenging. Ruby was a normal baby that needed attention and affection but by now Lexi was almost two and the “terrible 2’s” became more visible ! Let me just back track here quickly regarding Lexi. Lexi was born with bad colic and we pretty soon realized Lexi was a very “high need” little lady. Explain the pain of having a leg amputated being awake … yeah that feeling you getting in your gut ... that’s about what Lexi’s been putting us through. There isn’t really words … Lexi needs one of us all to her self 24/7. If you haven’t had a “high need” child you will just think we did something wrong or that we just shouldn’t have allowed it. But with Lexi it was her way or meltdown city ! And most often there was actually nothing we could do the calm her, console her or satisfy her unreasonable needs. At almost three now she still has bad day’s but if we handle it right and there’s someone at her beck and call we get thru most of it ok.  As an example of the behavior she has; we (me, Anna and all 3 of them)  were in Pick and Pay buying few groceries. We were almost done when Lexi needed to wee. So Anna quickly took her to the car, where we have a travel potty. They waited at the car and we were there in 10 minutes. When we got to the car Lexi gave me a very unhappy look and asked at the top of her voice “ Did you pay already ?” and I said yes cause Ruby’s needs to get home cause she’s difficult and I’m in a hurry ! Again with even more passion she said but she wanted to give my card to pay … I tried to negotiate, beg and reason but with no success. So with a very difficult baby we all went back into P&P bought yogurt and bread so she could pay. As I put her in the car annoyed as hell she said “thank you mamma I really just wanted to pay” still teary about the fact that we didn’t wait for her in the first place.
She has a way of wanting to go back to where things make sense to her if you scrambled any events to her liking. She will ask me to put on her shoes. I’ll lift her up and carry her to the kitchen counter to put her down so I can put she shoes on. Next moment she’ll have a meltdown, and after half an hour of crying she’ll say I was suppose to put the shoes on where she told me to. So it will cost taking the shoes off and go back to the EXACT spot where she was and put it on there. Or she’ll ask me to pick her up in a mall. I will sometimes give 3 more steps before picking her up only to see she’s still 3 steps back. She will open her legs slightly wider and make a stance as to say “pick me up HERE”. I have on DVD a clip where she has a meltdown standing on her hands and feet, pushing the floor with her hands screeeeeeeeeeaming “ This floor needs to be away, take it away, I don’t want the floor here”. If Lexi was my one and only child all these frustrating and stubborn ways would be ok I suppose. But with two other small children it freaks me out beyond words. But there’s nothing I can do about it. If I dare raise my voice or chance my tone of voice, threaten or scold she has a meltdown with no return for hours. So I’ve learned to very carefully tip toe around her, asking permission to offer her a fruit, if I can put her in the car or if I can tie her loose shoe lace. If you’re busy thinking how YOU would sort out a child like her … it just means you have never met a high need child. There’s no fixing or changing her. JP and I have sort off come to the conclusion based on lots of observing and analyzing many situations, that her body is not performing as her mind instructs fast enough. She knew she did not want to wear a nappy at 18 months and used the potty, but with to many oopsies we forced her to wear a nappy. At 23 months, one sunny morning she took off her nappy and never wore one again. Still with a few oopsies but she didn’t care. She just knows what she wants but sometime struggles to physically do it and it frustrates her beyond words. By 16 months she used 100 words and by 2 spoke in 15 word sentences. Lexi is so sweet and fragile but so strong and demanding. Because of her our household is constantly under a lot of pressure and it’s really hard getting things done while not upsetting her little world. We can’t dare change anything or move furniture cause it rocks her world to much.

OK so that Lexi and her input in our family. Lily is our 3 year old. The oldest and self appointed chief in charge. She makes sure things go her way even if she needs to use force. Not that anybody else is aloud to point a finger, talk loud or be rude. She asked her Dad over the weekend why is he’s in a bad mood. She is extremely out spoken in a well spoken LOUD way !!! She screams NO as loud as her voice can go. She is very rough and really my wild one. She is free emotionally and open to anything and flexible to any change. She is a beauty queen but love playing dolls more.
She really doesn’t like sharing me and as desperate as I am for adult conversation she tells me I’m not allowed to talk to my friends when we meet. I have to beg and pull out party trick getting her to allow me to talk for 15 min with an adult. She just wants me all to herself. I am actually amazed that I still have friends cause she makes any visit unbearable. She annoys my friend’s kids and cry and screams and makes trouble till I walk away with her leaving them behind. It makes me feel so irritated I want to grab my friend get in my car and drive to a “kidless” coffee shop !   
As soon as she has me all to herself, she’s so affectionate. She keeps me on such a high standard of self control. If I sigh before saying something, she’ll ask me why I am talking “loud”, sensing that sigh was out of irritability.  If I get quiet around Lexi throwing a tantrum trying to control myself Lily will start crying saying I make her so heart sore … she feels my upsetness and I’m not even aloud to feel upset never mind dare say a harsh word. She gets terrified if I get cross and she starts crying. She is so in-tune with me it actually scares me. I am pushed beyond what I can handle with our setup, sleep deprivation and back that’s killing me but I am not aloud to feel annoyed, angry, upset, tired or drained cause if Lily catches on I will be in deep trouble. She’s like a person with a split personality, changing from Gruela Devil to Bambi in 5seconds flat and back again. Last night she told me she loves me as much as all the city lights, so sweet. Next morning she told me I was a stupid pig when I didn’t allow her to throw Ruby with a block. Behavior like throwing blocks or name calling is NOT allowed but with our parenting style it take a bit longer getting them to understand why not to do it.  OK so that’s our precious Lily.

Back to Ruby. Like I said she was fine till about 3/4 months …Ruby the baby … The monster. The pest. The pain. Only joking, sort of. That’s what Lily calls her now. From 4 months to now at 15 months everything is a blur of sleep deprivation, endless walk rocking her to sleep, lots of crying, having her in a sling half of the day. And now at 15 months it’s a huge challenge. Ruby has become a hand full to say the least. She can now walk, touch, grab, push, poke, scratch, bite, pinch and scream on the top of her voice if she’s not aloud to do any of the above. We have constant screaming of Ruby grabbing Lexi’s doll then Lily slapping Ruby. Or Ruby pinching Lily then Lily hit her with a block. So now I have Ruby on the hip as much as possible to keep her away from Lily and Lexi. Ruby is a mommies-girl in any case and wants to be in my arms 90% of the time. It’s driving me nuts !! So with a 10kg baby on the hip with a very sore back I have to do everything; make lunch, mix paint, wipe of bums, pack the baby bag, take a wee, change DVD’s, dress dolls and console any other kid screaming. And remember I have to say very happy and cheerful with no fake smiles. It’s always been difficult having a baby with two toddles, but have 3 toddlers is taking a toll on me like nothing has ever done. I feel dizzy, nauseous, faint, bewildered and on the brink of tears 99% of the day. The stress and exhaustion is overwhelming. Ruby is at the cutest stage ever if it’s your first child or any other kids are in school. But in my set up she’s a monster. She is teething so she’s sooooooo difficult and demanding most of the time. Crying, screaming and just not knowing how to escape the pain. She can not sit still at a restaurant, in front of a TV or in a car seat.  She’s doesn’t stop moving. She wants everything she sees. She’s obsessed with remotes, phones and scissors and will take any child down to get it in her hands. You can’t negotiate or reason with her. She’s still a baby with a body that can go places now and she’s not afraid to go. She is constantly looking for Lily and Lexi and want to be with them and do what they do. At time she actually wants to go down out my arms, but then I have Lily and Lexi screaming for me to take her away. If they paint she wants to throw over the paint jars. If they draw she wants to tear the paper. If they sit on the potty she wants to see the pee. If they eat she wants to grab their food. She’s as such an impossible stage in our circumstance. If I close a door to keep her away from them she only bangs on it and yells till I open. I have now resorted to putting their small table on top of my dinning room table … living on the edge !  
  I carry her often just to keep her away, but she wrestles in my arms to get down to go annoy her sisters. I want to put her down cause my back hurts but I don’t dare !

That’s some info on each girl individually. Putting these three together is like an explosion of chaos like you’ve never seen. I am always 5 steps behind. I don’t know how I’m still standing, but by the grace of God, seriously, I am. Things that get me down the most are the constant crying, screaming or whining. Not a minute goes by without “mamma!” being hollered from somewhere. The constant demand for my attention; to open something, to close something, to lift something, to fix something …it never stops. The amount of effort that goes into the simplest things just wears me down…like giving the chickens food becomes a huge fight cause someone isn’t happy that someone else opened the outside room’s door first. I often have 3 little ones crying desperately, each with a different problem and needing my attention. I have to then choose whom I’ll pick up and help. Then help the next one. It hurts me so much to see the others wait in desperation for me. The huge problem is all 3 get hungry more or less the same time. All three are starving in the morning, not one eats the same breakfast as the other. Lily has oats, Lexi French toast and Ruby scramble eggs. All three are tired by the end of the day. All three are irritable after a long outing. All three need a bath at the end of the day.

Nothing in our life is quickly. You don’t quickly go to buy bread. It’s an hour exercise and the shop is 3min from my house. By the time I’m back I’m exhausted. Everything is a mission. Pulling a train is easier than leaving the house to go drink a coffee. I have to pack little lunch boxes with snacks, make tea bottles and pack a baby bag with extra clothes and a list of other things as long as my arm. 
But I think what depresses the most is that know understands what I’m going thru. Having this specific situation with Lexi and two other small kids is a life I do on my own with no support, no grannies, sisters, nannies or playgroups.  It’s just us. I feel so alone. Like a dear friend said to me the other day, raising a child takes a village … but I am an Island. No one get what we’re going thru. I get angry at people for the looks I get and the silly remarks. Some things people say really just make me realize they have no clue what I’m going thru, and that just makes me feel alone even more. I know just like you can’t measure pain you can’t measure frustration. So a mommy with a first child feels her life is upside down compared to her single life, so yes, she is at the maximum for her situation, but thinking me and her are under the same pressure is incorrect. And her thinking she understands what I’m going thru is totally wrong. And her telling me I should just relax and enjoy them while they so small cause its over soon … makes me want to … (not gonna say it ) !!!!! JP and I haven’t been out in 3.5  (THREE AND A HALF) years YEARS  except for one night rushing to a special friend’s birthday for 2 hours. We left after Lily and Lexi were sleeping, but back before anything happened, while Anna was there for them. They have never been without us in 3.5 years except for Lily that went to play with a friend for the first time alone last month. Ruby take long morning naps so once or twice a week I leave her with Anna for the morning just so Lily and Lexi can get some quality time with me. We just don’t get a break. We never relax and never chill without the kids.  NEVER !!!!!!!
It has been such a hard year, and it’s still hard now. I so want to enjoy them at this age. But there’s just no time. Their precious littleness is slipping through my fingers and it breaks my heart. I am happy on the other hand that they are getting bigger and more independent in many ways.

Other people look forward to weekends and public holidays. WE DON’T !! To us that is just a time we dread ! Even Christmas and Easter long weekend is only to be put through torture slowly … cause we don’t have Anna to help. So on her off days I have to do the domestic duties as well. But it is just not possible for me to do that so the house ends up looking like something I’ve only seen on an Opera show where she showed how the dirtiest people live. It’s not my choice but I really just cannot get to clean up. 

We are raising our kids the “Gentle parenting” method. Although you wouldn’t say it’s gentle at first glance. My kids are loud, outspoken and wild because we give them that freedom on purpose. They are allowed to speak their minds no matter what they have to say. They are aloud to express their feeling and emotion through yelling, crying and screaming. They have freedom regarding their bodies and they choose their cloths, hairstyles, where they sleep and what they eat. The gentle part comes in, in how we guide them to make good and fair and honorable decisions. I want my girls to not hurt other kids cause they respect other people, and not out of fear for a hiding. I want my kids to always tell the truth cause they value trust in a relationship and not out fear fear for consequences. I want my girls to treat people with unconditional love cause they were treated with unconditional love, and not only when someone deserves it. In my house they are being treated as if they are perfect, not that they are by a loooooooong shot yet. But the gentle parenting method teaches by example, communication and love with patience ! Lily still scratches her sisters and we are constantly explaining why it’s wrong and how to handle her anger in a better way and we know by the time she conquers that it will be for a lifetime and she’ll be proud of it. Till then we separate them most f the time. I don’t want them to “behave” out of fear for punishment, because they will then just wait till they know they can’t be caught to do it. We want them to live in love, and the only way to do that is love them 100% of the time. We don’t hit, threaten, manipulate, shame or punish them. We don’t train them, cause they not dogs. We guide them to make good decisions from the heart. Punishment makes a child feel like he's a bad person, which is always a self-fulfilling prophecy, so he's more likely to repeat the bad behavior
Because kids invariably consider punishment unfair, it teaches kids that might makes right and abuse of power is ok -- which makes kids less likely to make moral choices. 
Punishment--yes, even timeouts--erode our relationship with our child, so that she isn't as invested in pleasing us.  And the more disconnected she feels from us, the worse her behavior. Punishment makes kids look out only for themselves and blame others, rather than caring about how their behavior affects others.

All three our girls sleep with us in our beds ! Lily slept with JP from a year till about 2 months ago when she decided to join me and the other two in the pink room, saying JP snores too much. I now feel like a hen with my little chicks and just love it. I am looking forward to the night they don’t need me anymore and I can join my hubby’s bed again. But I first want my girls to love the night and sleep with confidence, something babies are not born with. Don’t believe me … leave a baby alone and hear the screams !!!   

The fact that I’m able to write this is a sign that things are getting better. We are probably at the point of equilibrium. Things are not getting worse and probably better soon. I can see glimmers of light at the end of the dark tunnel. That’s why I wanted to write down how things have been before I forget. Cause isn’t it amazing who we forget the “bad” soooooo quickly. And its not that I want to focus on the bad but I just want to make a note of it. I know we are soon gonna breath again and thing are going to get better soon, and before I forget I need to say what I did above. This is obviously only a glimpse into our life, there's loads more to tell, but I was wanted to write down the some of it.

In conclusion I would not have done our family planning any different. I also feel that it was a calling on my life to have 3 kids close to each other. I believe God has a plan, that doesn't make sense right now but in 20 years it might.  I just wish I was a bit more prepared emotionally, it such a thing is possible. I love my three girls so close together. I see such an awesome future for them. I know when we not there for them they’ll have each other. They are going to be best friends. I won’t change a thing even if I could go back …