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Every morning we ushered Lexa out the front door for school and Lily had a meltdown – why did she have to stay when her sister got to go somewhere?? Like seriously, the world ended every morning dad and big sister walked out the door and down the stairs. Lily even made sure she was the one opening the door and the first one out… but I always scooped her up and kept her at home with me.

My heart beats just a little faster even thinking about leaving the baby with strangers for a day. It wasn’t this hard with Lexa, but she was 6 months older on her first day. Lily is tiny, like a kitten – and what if a bigger kid in her class makes her little temper flare?

I was glad that I wasn’t the one that had to drop her off at school, because I might’ve changed my mind and clung onto her while making a beeline for the door. I’m glad that I was the one that could pick the girls up from school on her very first day with an ice cream in hand for each.

  • Day one pickup Lily was crying because it was all strange. She didn’t know what was happening or why she was there.
  • Day two she didn’t want to leave. She just ran to the playground and refused to be picked up or to move.

Lexa loves it there. She loves the playground, the space, the activities, extramurals and her new friends. I know it is a great opportunity for them. I’m hoping little Lily will make friends and feel at home there too.

Lunch Box Diaries

The girls’ school is fancier than any school I’ve ever attended. They get breakfast and lunch there but we still have to pack healthy snacks every day with a water bottle. What I’ve realised while looking for lunch boxes with dividers (that do not have pieces you can pull out) is that you have to look so carefully at everything from the lid lock mechanism to the plastic and if your very awesome lunchbox will fit into a cooler box. It is a nightmare.

The girls get a yogurt, fruit, a healthy snack like dried berries (Safari Dried Fruits or Montagu) as well as biltong (they LOVE biltong) every day. On Fridays we can pack 1 unhealthy treat.

I sat upstairs typing away and getting some work done when the gorilla downstairs started rattling the baby gate. She pushed her little legs between the bars and pulled herself up and went as far as getting her torso over the gate. I picked her up while sitting on the stairs and then the nanny came…

Lexa happily sat on my lap like a monkey while giggling – and waving goodbye to the nanny. She made it over the gate and she was so happy about it. She was not about to let the nanny entice her away with the promise of lunch.

That girl and her giggling…

 

I don’t know where to begin… so I’m just jumping in head-first, that’s how I roll.

I’ve been on some amazing excursions in Gauteng. The first one was a walk through Jozi and the pics are up on Instagram, but I will put a post together. Then recently Balance Wines invited me to do an Amazing Race through Soweto – and it was awesome! Blog post to come about the Soweto day and Balance Wines. So there is lots coming your way before the end of the year.

Hint, hint…

The next month may be really amazing or end really horribly. I might have news that will make 4 years of treatment hell worth it, or it may fall flat and I may become a puddle of tears.

Either way, I’m telling my story in Your Family in the January 2018 edition. There will be an amazing photo of my little family (and my make-up is to die for thanks to the make-up artist, Ryno Mulder).

The kid update…

Lexa is a tall 1 year old that towers over the 2 year olds where we live. She is really advanced in development and can figure stuff out very quickly. Her fine motor skills are marvellous. She also walks around with her bottle while drinking. She drinks loads of water from her cup (don’t worry we clean it very well).

She also loves eating from our plates… and that includes curry. Slurping up a spaghetti string is also a skill she has perfected.

Lexa really loves cats. If we need her to run, we just point her in the direction of a cat. She has outgrown her first pair of sneakers but I am prepared with the next size.

Travel…

We all have our flight tickets for our Reunion Island trip next year. Plus the car is booked and 1 night of accommodation… and the rest I need to get sorted asap.

I have the itinerary, accommodation, travel insurance and packing lists to do… and for this trip I want to pack a little more stylishly so maybe find a few dresses that can go with sneakers. Maybe I will buy myself a new pair of sneakers for my birthday… you never know.

…I think that is it.

Lexa has grown. She no longer looks like a monkey and her face has really puffed out to a human marshmallow shape. She is pulling the scale at a whopping 4.9kg…

The best part about Lexa right now…she is finally smiling. Not the smile we used to get when she was farting or having a nice poo while sitting on you. This is the real deal I find you the funniest thing in the whole wide world and you are the best thing I’ve seen all day. I think she even smiles wider when I laugh at her toothless smile.

monkey-to-marshamllow

She has her daddy wrapped around her little finger already. Whatever she does, daddy is right there.

Feeding time still sounds like a feeding frenzy of a pack of hyenas. We also figured out that Tommee Tippee bottles work the best with her. It seals better and she has less wind. Plus she seems to be lactose intolerant – so formula switch happening this week.

The one thing she has really taken a liking to is the Tiny Love mobile. I think it only has 3 tunes and it is driving my husband nuts, but the minute the music starts or it starts to turn she looks at it. The mobile has a frog, bird and a bee, you can check it out here.

She has had another immunisation this week and first paediatrician visit. I don’t like hospitals or doctors so my dear old hubby had to accompany us.

When will she see the beach for the first time? Soon, very soon. I’m actually very disappointed that she hasn’t been in the sea yet.

I still call her it – sometimes. I don’t find feeding time a time for bonding or relaxing. The screaming and crying is like a flock of seagulls attacking food… Whatever comes out of the bottom end is pure evil.

She isn’t normal – she has neck muscles that allow her to give bloody lips. That head whips around like an angry snake when it is awake. She moves around her cot like she is paid to rack up miles.

Feeding time isn’t relaxing or time for bonding. It is a feeding frenzy of a hungry shark. She whips her head lexa-3around and screams about the bottle she just can’t grab with her mouth. When she has it in her mouth it sounds like a demon and a monster in your closet wolfing down its prey.

When it falls asleep mid bottle that is a whole different kind of hell… it sleeps for 10, 20 or 30 minutes then the sirens get turned on at full blast. The monster wants her bottle. When she finishes that, there is no sleep. Sleep is the only thing she doesn’t want to do. The appendages are flying in all directions and the face scrunches into the most comical expressions – but the mouth may at any time erupt.

It didn’t even look human a week ago. It was fugly. Seriously fugly. It scares my cats… I call her Noisy Girl – as if that is a super power. It thinks it owns you and that you have nothing better to do than hold it in a specific position so she can sleep.

Lexa definitely takes some getting used to…