Mama! Look Barney…

I am not a TV person, we will watch a movie on the laptop or a series but I don’t go out of my way to watch tv, as a result Kamva rarely watches TV. Even when we watching movies <yes age appropriate ones> she will be excited if she sees a baby on the screen or an animal. But half the time she is not paying attention.

The baby expo was held at the dome last weekend and lots of mommies on twitter  took their bubs to see Barney and Mr Maker. Now I have not bothered with this type of thing cause I assumed the only cartoons Miss K knew was Ben 10, Spider Man(her favourite), Hello Kitty and Elmo. Now how surprised was I last night while going through an old magazine and she sees Barney and says ‘mama look Barney’ and she now knows Barbie and Noddy too. It seems I do not know my own child  :-(

Barney

Where we are at:

  • I have weaned Miss K off milk, she now has tea at bed time in her bottle. Decision to wean her off milk was because she was having lots of milk sometimes close to 2L of milk a day and not eating enough. She is now constantly eating and drinking less :-)
  • Miss K uses her potty A LOT, takes off her nappy and goes looking for it to use it. We are yet to do a number 2 in it – baby steps RIGHT?
  • Miss K sings most nursery rhymes and is now counting to 20 <Not perfectly yet but getting there>
  • Miss K loves playing dress up and I have recently bought her play heels, something I thought I would never do *cringe*
  • Now that Miss K knows my name is ANITA she uses it a lot. Why oh why do they teach her my name school?
  • We are playing on finally moving Miss K to her own room and stop Co-sleeping. I am currently shopping for a bed and some of the stuff for her room. Who knew there was so many cool stuff for children?

 

I will be moving to a new domain soon. A new name has been chosen, well sort of, thanks to Cupcakemummy :-) Thanks Coral.  I will warn you in good time.

 

P.S Big announcement is still a work in progress :-) Soon …

 

Lots of love

 

Weekend conversations

Toddler talk is fun. I love having conversations with Miss K. The way she prounounces things and the stuff she says always keeps me laughing. We had a few memorable conversations this past weekend

Me: Kamva bring me juice from the lounge please
Kamva: Hayi mama ngamanzi la(No mommy this is water)
Yes it was water – flavoured water. My child is a smarty pants :-)

Me:Kamva do you want eggs?
Kamva: No, eggs from mommy chiten(chicken)
This I found cute :-) I am being schooled by my toddler!  Love it

Woke up from my nap to Kamva staring at me
Kamva: Hi, I missed you
Me: Awww, sweet heart I missed you too
Kamva: Where’s my tiss(kiss)
Toddler love is the best

Kamva: Mama where Tayleb(Cayleb)
Me: He is with Sam sweet heart
Kamva: Mama where Sam – proceeds to yank phone out of my hand and ‘look’ for Sam
Me: Sam is at Home with Cayleb
Kamva: Starts signing every day I’m shuffling :-) ( Have a video of Cayleb singing this song)

Its Cayleb’s SPider man party this coming weekend and Kamva has been going on and on about Cayleb. Every time she sees a spider man picture she goes into animation mode and calls Cayleb name.

Miss K also insisted on wearing the boots Sam got her for birthday, because they where Tayleb’s boots :-) Boots in the heat but she did not seem to mind.

<I complained to Sam at the weekend telling her every place we went Kamva would see Cayleb.This is becoming an obsession and I think I have found my SIL :-) >

We had a great weekend

Lots of love

Miss K turns 2 – Elmo Party Pictures

On Saturday we had Miss K’s Elmo – fied party :-) The children had fun and Miss K did not want to go home.

Here are some pictures from the day. I will at a later stage blog about how we did everything.

Elmo Inspired Tutu

The party tutu was made by Tamiya from Felt so good

Birthday girl

Mommy, daddy and baby

Party Arrangement

The Party Packs

Party packs, Elmo Satchels and Elmo colouring-in book

Thanks to the Talented Tamyia from Felt so Good for the Elmo and Cookie Monster Satchels

The cake

My first attempt at making Marshmallow pops :-)

More pictures :-)

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P.S Some big news will be revealed in the next week or two, watch this space. 

Lots of love

Potty training

So…potty training freaks me out. There I said I am freaked out about starting and I keep telling myself if I let Kamva do her thing she will eventually get the hang of things and potty on her own? This past weekend showed me how wrong I have been.

Need to put on my big girl panties «haha love the pun» and just start training her. Charlotte from ScaredMom suggested I wait till after winter to avoid the ‘taking a whole lot of clothes off’ thing but Kamva is fascinated with her pink potty. She sits on it and reads, refuses to wear her nappy or any pants and if we lucky she’ll sit long enough to make a wee.

I have been studying her and noticing her body cues when she is wee wee’ing or doing a number 2. The number 2 she does at certain times (that’s if she does not have a runny tummy). I think I am forced to start because she is so eager and ‘ready’. I don’t want to stall her and find out later she is not interested.

So wish me luck as we start the potty training. We will have her in less clothes and turn the heater up a little.

Miss K's latest fascination

Miss K’s latest fascination

These are a few of our favourite things …

Tanya from DearMax and Bronwyn from TinyToes have done posts about their favourites. Tanya has invited everyone to list their favoutires, a great way to get to keep up to date with what has been happening with everyone.

Favourite expression/word

Kamva: Oh my dod (Yes I know, bad!!)

Mom: crap

Favourite outfit

Kamva : As long as it is a skirt\dress she loves AND my heels

Mom: My purple and white polka dot dress

Bad quality

Favourite hobby/activity

Kamva: Singing nursery rhymes, counting and doing the ABCs

Mom: Reading

Favourite drink

Kamva: Milk

Mom: Fanta orange :-)

Favourite food

Kamva: Tomatoes

Mom: Pizza

Most overused word/expression

Kamva: Mama\Tata, Oh my dod

Mom: Stop it, don’t do that, NO, where’s my kiss?

Favourite apps

Kamva: paint on my laptop <that’s an app right?>

Mom: bbm is an app right?

Favourite TV programme

Kamva: Takalani Sesame

Mom: Cake boss

Favourite book

Kamva: Singing ABC book

Mom: The Pact by Jodi Picoult

Worst activity/chore

Kamva: Getting her hair combed <world war 1>

Mom: Washing the dishes(Someone buy me a dishwasher please)

Latest discovery

Kamva: Flushing the toilet makes things disappear

Mom: Mexican chilli chips are actually A.W.E.S.O.M.E

Birthday cake, friends and the Gautrain

So its official I have been a mother for a full 2 years :-) Its hard its ups and downs but all in all its been a good 2 years!

Yesterday Miss K had a ‘party’ at her school – where all her friends sat around a table and sang for her and she had to cut the cake. She cried when this happened, I think she must have been overwhelmed by all the attention. Her friends had cake some seconds but as always Miss K didn’t have some. She is not a fan of cake. They danced to the music the teachers played and ran around, I blame the icing for this :-)

After we left the school I took Miss K on the Gautrain, I know how much she loves it. We came to midrand to visit my office and everyone was happy to see how big she has gotten. They all commented on how talkative she is for a 2 year old? I am not sure what the standard is but I assume most two olds talk non stop!

We then went to woolies to get some winter clothes and Miss K was more attracted to the Ben 10 stuff then the pink pants I kept showing her. Would I be a bad mommy to get her Ben 10 PJ’s?

We had a relaxed evening and my older brother came to visit bearing gifts – Miss K was so happy to see him and he kep getting random hugs and kisses :-)

Turning 2 can be tiring :-)

 

Lots of love

 

For this Child I prayed – Happy birthday Miss K

 

I woke up this morning and I prayed, I thanked God for giving me this Angel and blessing me with her. I prayed that he continues to watch over us and protects us.Its so easy to take for granted what we have and for all I have I am thankful.

I can’t believe I have been a mother for 2 years :-) I know it sounds cheesy but I can’t remember how it was like before Miss K. All I know is I never imagined I would love someone as much as I love Miss K.The past 2 years have had so many memories and its hard to believe we have shared so many special moments in just 24 months. I look forward to the coming year as we share more moments and milestones.

<For this child I prayed>

happy birthday my sweet heart

 

 

 

Lots of love

I can’t run away any longer . . .

I keep losing myself in you because I am so scared of the person I have become.

I think the last 2 years have been the hardest happiest of my life. I am not sure if having a baby makes one vulnerable or what, but lately I been feeling quite crappy.

It’s like suddenly the past has come to bite me in the butt and I can’t seem to run away from it. All these years I have been running away from things I don’t want to deal with but now they have jumped out behind the wall of ‘amnesia’ and I can’t make them go back to where they came from. I don’t know if being in labour was such a significant event in my life it made me remember all the bad things I had tried so hard to just forget. By no means am I down playing giving birth, it was significant yes but it seems with it came good memories and it also brought back my forgotten bad memories.

In a book I recently read ‘Vanishing Acts by Jodi Picoult’ a story about a girl who is kidnapped by her father and they move to a different town and is raised by her dad and she does not remember she was kidnapped only when her father is arrested does the truth come out. During the trial she starts remembering her ‘past life’. When I read the book it hit home. I have suppressed those memories for so long, now that they are coming out they are just waves and waves and there is nothing I can do to stop them.

One of my favourite bible verses Isaiah 43:25 Says I even I who blots out your transgressions and remembers them no more, so if God can forgive me why I am finding it so hard to forgive people who have hurt me?

So next time you see me and wonder why I have lost myself in Miss K just know the alternative is far worse, sometimes running away from it all is not such a bad thing. Well at least that’s what I think :-)

 

Lots of love