Sundays

Sundays are fast becoming my favourite day of the week.  For the past couple of weeks, we have started making a point of having some sort of family outing on the day.

Yesterday we had a little outing to Safari Nursery..  The week before the boy’s had a swim at Zita Park.

Logan - Adventure Junkie wanting more and faster..

WD going safe and steady (which makes for lovely in focus pictures)

The Littlest of the all with his hat

Making a point of taking more pictures together.

Before that we had an outing to Irene Dairy Farm and if my mind serves me well the Sunday before that we spent leisurely strolling through the Unica Market.

 

Psycho-analysis + Brilliant Ideas = Perfect conclussion

Let me start by saying I am extremely excited about this pregnancy!  I talk, think and breathe this pregnancy and for the most part this has been the main reason for my lack of blogging – people do not want to hear about your pregnancy all-the-time. 

And yet as excited as I am about it, I am a little irritated by the timing!  (Probably still my own fault)   It feels like a little part of me is being bullied out of the white wedding I wanted.  Not that my whole relationship and or marriage  with the Beefmaster is based on the wedding day itself or by the photos they represent, but merely because like most female, I have been dreaming about this day for a while.  In being realistic about all this I can do one of the following:

1. Get married before the baby arrives – which we have considered, however commuting / lack of resources (time & energy) and the need to assess our opportunity cost (i.e.  spend money on wedding or spend money on baby stuff)
2. Get married after the baby arrives – means I have to wait waaaaay too long.   And it really means I have to do things differently from how I did it with my first-born which is really contradicting to how I want them done.  In plain English:  I need to do the responsible thing:  have a maintenance agreement in place and register baby in my surname.  Which means lots of admin to fix afterwards..
3. Get married in a different way – Elope and get married.  Get married in court.  Have a tiny reception on a tight budget.   

[ believe it or not, all that was background information.  Just so you don’t get lost in my train of though ]

As for the psycho-analysis part, I think maybe a tiny part of me, wanted to have this wedding different, let’s call it out of sequence if you will …  I do not have a great relationship with my father.   And even though he would not have been the person who would have walked me down the aisle, a part of me, must be afraid of what he would think if he wasn’t asked to do this.   Or I tiny part of my doesn’t want to include him in my joyful day.  Or fear at the thought of him and my mother being at the same event – leaving the atmosphere completely awkward.    There really is a million different ways I can twist all this around in my head.  Fact remains things aren’t going to happen as nature intended it to happen.  And that is surprisingly okay!  (when I am not feeling a slight irritation, but then I am pregnant – it really is too be expected)

[psycho-analysis over and done]

Firstly to answer the question of how we will get married, it really is simple – we are planning to get married in an elopement, with only ourselves and the kids.  Something simple, elegant and pure.  (Shockingly, it is still in the planning process.)  After the baby is born we will have a more formal celebration with family and friends.  In an environment where we can declare our commitment in front of our families and celebrate life and family! 

Today while reading the millions of wedding related blog posts I am still gathering in my google reader,  I got the brilliant idea.  One of my favourite things about the whole wedding was the excitement.  The save the date cards.  The count down to the date.  The invitations.  Branding the day.  Building the excitement.  The magic that day holds in your heart.  The beauty of showing the love you share as man and woman to the people near your heart. 

This really cleared everything in my heart!  It is easy to translate my wedding excitement to the excitement of the day we will celebrate life, as a family.  With two people who love each other and who declare that they will raise their children in Christian home with Christian values.

halves to a whole

In last week I posted a question regarding the single most important person in my life.  Thank you for all your inspiring answers, it is interesting to see what and how people view the question.  Our answer, I will be speaking from my perspective, but this is how we feel:

Kobus and I are one, we are halves to a whole, we are one.  So our answer although simple, is kind of complex.  I chose Logan first and foremost, because Kobus is the other part of me. 

Of course I have no idea how this will work in practise, but it was fun clarifying this in the mind, setting the order straight.  I’m sure my/ our logical will change with the years, probably as we grow older. 

I’m going to highlight some of the answers I found incredible:

My husband was there before my children. He is the one I chose to love and stand with until one of us dies. If he is not the most important person in my life, then I could end up loosing him where when it comes to my children, they will always love me no matter what and I will always love them no matter what.  ~ Blackhuff

If I had to choose right now today – it would be my children because they need me and I would never give them up for David (or anyone) ~ Laura

Your Husband, because regardless of what and how much we do for our kids ( even though they will always love us) they will eventually pack their bags and leave you, but your husband ( leave all things negative) will be there until the day you die.  ~ Tracey

This is always a very difficult question to answer. I’m a mother AND a wife. I love chocolate and chips. Not the one more than the other, just at different times. ~ Melany

This was a lot of fun, if have something to add or you feel like sharing your answer, please feel free to do so :)

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Easter 2010

Yes, this is the first Easter Holiday since Kobus and I are together.  It was very special and I am trying to remember as much of it as I can.  So think of this post as a diary entry: 

 Thursday Night Kobus and I enjoyed a night out filled with sushi, dancing and jumping in the puddles of water.  It felt strangely comforting to be out and not a.) getting drunk, b.) flirting with men, c.) smoking. 

After fetching Logan from the best friend on Friday morning we made a proper breakfast and spent the afternoon watching films!  The evening we made flap jacks for supper and baked bran muffins for “padkos” for the road to Klerksdorp.  After our baking ventures we made ourselves comfortable online and looked at 3 bedroom townhouses (and puppies – only because they are cute!) 

Saturday afternoon we drove to Klerksdorp where I met Kobus’s sister.  We stayed for the evening, went to church the Sunday morning and had a easter-egg-hunt for the boys after lunch.  As we started the drive to Pretoria, Kobus told me that his dad asked whether this meaning our relationship is serious as he thinks I am the right girl for him and that we should settle down!  (All those nice words and a box of home-made rusks!!) 

When we arrived home, we realised that we were missing one dog.  One stupid idiot with a big white double-cab bakkie bumped into her and left her there, luckily one of our other neighbours were decent enough to pick her up and look after her while we were away.  She seems okay, she is walking and everything as normal, but Kobus will take her to a vet this afternoon as she has puppies on the way.  

On Monday morning Philip and Kobus played a round of golf.  While it was raining!  They were soaked!  While the boys were playing golf, I was snuggle in bed and Logan was eating easter egg after easter egg including mine!!  Later the afternoon we bought name tags for his dogs!  We went for lunch at Menlyn and coffee at Seattle Coffee Company and the weekend ended with an episode of Grey’s Anatomy!  

Logan after being ask whether he loves Uncle Kobus a million times, said “yes” and “no”.  He also made it very clear that he likes his Richard Daddy and that Uncle Kobus is Uncle Kobus and not Daddy.  I think he is thinking about what family is, thinking this whole Uncle Kobus thing through.  I think he is a little confused and yet he is showing sign of placing everyone – it is a good thing.  I think.  It is a lot for a little boy you know!  

From the mosaic you can see there were lots of cuddling, kissing in the rain, holding hands, bubbles baths and general family like things!  Lots of umbrellas-usage!  Lots and lots of fun!  

—  02-05 April 2010 —

Mosaic Maker

Photo credit:  Sushi; Dancing; Tequila; Umbrella; Baking with Love; Films; Easter Eggs; Map of Klerksdorp; Rusks; Gumtree; Hand in Hand; Bubble bath; Golf; Dog name tag; Kissing in the rain; Grey’s Anatomy.