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Like the sun

When my “morning” (and by morning I mean the time from waking up, to dropping the kids off at school) ends with a letter in a pencil case that says:

As upset as I can get with you, I love you way more.  Have a great day at school.  Mom.  “Like the sun”

Then you must know that the “morning” wasn’t so great.  Well, I think the fact that I woke up to no milk in the house and therefor no coffee, I should have known it would be like that?

Oh well….everyone has the stuff they left at home.  Little boys were walked to class.  I love you and it is okay were shared.

Hopefully it gets better from here on.

When to keep quiet

It’s so much easier when they are little.  Yes little ones are challenging in their own ways BUT you mostly have control over their lives.  The power to keep them happy and safe and protected and loved.

Then they go to school.  Life changes.

Especially when they are at an age where the line between speaking up for them or keeping quiet is so thin.

I wish coaches knew how their words affect children.  How their actions affect children. 

I wish they would take the time to know the child and not just the rugby player.

I wish I could “un-break” arms.  Turn back time.  See him happy when he runs onto the field.

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If only life was that easy.  If only our biggest problem was not sleeping at night. 

It’s you

It’s you who taught me how to be a Mom.

It’s you who taught me that being a Mom is way more important than my career. I never would have believed that until I looked into your gorgeous blue eyes.

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It’s you who taught me to be more patient.  Love more.  Give more.  Be more.

Now it’s you that will teach me how to be the mom of a teenager.

I love you with all my heart.  I’m proud of you beyond words.  I hope that teenage years will treat you well.  That you will continue being the awesome son that you are.  The awesome and caring person you are.  The best big brother any child can ask for.

Happy 13th birthday Quintus.

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His life

I was having a discussion with my sister-in-law today about our dogs and I mentioned how I will never forget my first pekenise, Droopy.  He had a soul that could not be broken.

I got him when I was 15 / 16. He just arrived at the house of one of my mom’s friends. She didn’t want him and knowing my mom and her love for animals, she brought him to my mom. The poor guy was SO abused. Broken ribs, cut feet. He was in bad shape. Mom fed him, gave him a bath and we all assumed he would just fall in love with her (like all dogs do). He did love my mom and he chose me. He picked me. He would not leave my side and I never expected him to.

I would ride on my scooter and he would ride with. In a bag between my feet.
I took him with when I started working in Johannesburg (of course) and I would meet up with my mom and her sister in hotels. I would put him in a bag and tell him to be quiet. He would not move until in the room.
I took him to work with me when I worked for Hyundai (even when I worked at Senwes)

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Like Bella now, he was always on my lap when I drove

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One day he got out of yard and my life stopped.  We looked and advertised and asked and prayed and cried ….. he was just missing.  Just like that.  Ten days later we get a phone call at 10 pm.  One of our neighbours saw him walking towards our house but he wouldn’t let our neighbour pick him up!

What a happy day that was.  Tommie made him food.  I washed him.  Droopy was home.  I got another chance with him.

Two years later though, we had to put him down.  He was blind.  Couldn’t walk anymore.  It broke my heart.  I kept on hoping he would die in his sleep but couldn’t watch him battle like that any more.

Man I will always miss that dog.

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