Just call me Mrs. Swart…

With so many things happening and so little time and few words.  I often find myself thinking of posts to write and very seldom / ever manage to actually update the blog.  In my very lazy style I will say all I want to say by keeping it simple:

On the 16th of June 2011 we said our wedding vows, with only our boys, parents, siblings and best friends to witness, we committed the rest of our lives to each other.

Notice my Russian Wedding band :)  and my husband’s wedding ring that we nearly didn’t have on time for the actual day!

It feels so odd.  Months and months of hopping from one colour and theme to the next and in the end the colour is decided by one little boy who fell in love with the a black shirt with a striped purple tie.  Perfect.  The idea was to get married in a simple every day grey dress, that was until a certain best friend (who I love with all my heart) decided to draw the line.  I may have felt like a fruit-tart for a moment.  But my husband enjoyed the surprise and the slightly more formal dress does make the photos pleasant to look at.

(Above mentioned friend on the right).  Heavily pregnant with a little feisty girl who had us on our toes a couple of days before the wedding, but luckily waited until 8 days after we said our wedding vows to make the grand appearance.

The day was beyond anything I could have ever imagined!  We spend a lovely afternoon with our closest’s friends and family followed by a lovely evening in the company of each other.

Best part of all is that I now get to call myself Mrs. Swart and I get to spend the rest of my life with my Prince Charming!


A bit about being Five

To my dear Logie-Boy,

In some years from now you will look back and read my thoughts.  My goal is to give you as much information about who you were as five-year old.    

This year is marked with an air of celebration and excitement.  For the past week and a half we have been counting down the sleeps not only to your birthday, but also to your birthday party!  At this moment in time, the party is much more important that the actual day, I even dare say the party is more important than the presents!  Mom being both practical and a little selfish wants your party to be about you and only you – none of the general celebration of today.  So maybe next year I will spare you the wait and do the party before the day :)

You have become very wise in the past year, you have learnt to use the word patient, mainly when it suits you and I can only hope you will treasure the true meaning in your years to come. 

You have opened your heart.  You have learnt to love!  My hearts desire has always been for you to have a father figure that can carry and guide you.  Over the past 10 months, I can honestly say you have learnt to trust Uncle Kobus, as much as you trust me.  Over and above a father figure you have found a brother.  My hopes and dreams are that you will both fulfill the role of brother for each other! 

This year you have agreed to us all getting married.  In your mind it will be a four-way commitment, like I said, kind of wise aren’t you.  You have also decided that it will be a good idea for “us” to have a baby afterwards.  However as much as I would like to leave the naming of the child to you, my fear of having a child named Ody or Garfield is far too great!

You have started drawing words for me, however all I seemed to get are H’s and Ps and an A every now and then.  Your drawings are awesome and you love pre-empting things as follow:  “Mommy, are you so very proud of me?”. 

You have grown very fond of the word hey and at the moment nearly every sentence is followed by the word hey:  “I am your special boy, hey?”                                                           

You are quite amazing when you speak Afrikaans!  Even more so when you speak to the dogs, in Afrikaans because they don’t understand English!  You cried when your fish died, after not feeding them for goodness know how long.  You were committed to posing next to the calf, even when your hiden fears were not hidden so well :)

You are a light in my life and you have sparked a love in me that I was completely unaware of.  You are my special boy and I am so proud to be called your mom!

Happy birthday my Big Boy!



the way a Birthdays should be celebrated!

Before writing the horribly sarcastic tweet yesterday afternoon, which happens to form the base of my password related post of yesterday (relating to my current employment or lack thereof), I was planning on writing about the superb weekend I had:

Tuesday was my birthday, which in turn points to the fact that Kobus did every single little (and big) thing to make this the most memorable birthday I have ever had.  And he succeeded!

On Sunday he arranged with my two best friends to take me out for breakfast.  While I was gossiping away, Kobus and Best-friend’s husband made salads and set up for a surprise birthday braai.  The afternoon was spent sipping wine, playing 30 seconds, munching away on delicious food.  Generally we were enjoying and celebrating friendships, relationships and my birthday.

Kobus and I planned to view a couple of wedding venues on the Monday and Tuesday, but Kobus couldn’t take leave in the end.  This would be a horrible-horrible reason to cancel my leave, so instead I non-rested and painted the streets red while shopping, browsing and brain-storming.

The morning of my birthday I was woken up by Kobus and Logan singing happy birthday.  Logan was super excited to give me my presents (which he managed to keep a secret from me for the first time in his little life).  Kobus had helped Logan by dotting the lines where Logan needed to write his wishes to me.  I haven’t been a very sentimental person in the past couple of years but I am definitely going back to my routs!!

Because I was alone during the day, Kobus arranged for me to do my nails right after the hair appointment I had previously scheduled.  I had lunch with a friend and a slight twist in events landed me having an interview on my birthday!  Sadly my interviewee didn’t even notice and did not point it out! :p    ‘

The evening was an adults only evening and a dinner reservation was made at Pachas Restaurant!