Super Mom

Kyla

Department of Education

Not just the Department of Education but the whole government. I get that we have to protect the country, the health system and people from Covid. I get that! That is why I do my part. It is why I follow rules.

I just don’t understand stupid rules like you are allowed in restaurants, but you can’t be on the beach. You can go to the movies but you can’t go to church. I mean, who thought of those rules?

School was to start in January. I think the 15th? Somewhere around there. Kyla is back in government school for matric and she is very nervous about her final year. The same year that is yet to start. The DoE decided that they aren’t ready for schools to open. They don’t have the gear or stock for cleaning. Not enough staff. Whatever excuse. So no school until 15 February.

The schools decided that they would have the children pick up their books from school. Per grade, per class as to make sure that they don’t have too many children at school at one time. They would then continue with school online. The day before this is to happen, the DoE sends out a message that NO child is allowed on school property.

So please excuse my ignorance here but the children’s education is less important than going to a restaurant?Going to the movies?

Please can someone explain this to me. I must have a problem understanding.


Emotional abuse

Apparently I am emotionally abusing Kyla.

What a lovely way to start 2021.
Kyla moved back home when she was 12. She also lived with us on and off from when she was three to six. She started her first day of school here with us! Books and clothes bought by us. The years in between she would spend Christmas or Easter or we would see her for a day or two. I have always been in her life. Now her mom dares to say I am abusing her? The same mom that has hardly ever raised her (not always her choice) A mother that has never raised a teenage daughter?

Ask any teenage daughter and I am sure they feel that the world is against them at any given day and their mother is to blame for it all. The next day their mother is the best part of their world. It is a rollercoaster ride for sure.

So I don’t know what Kyla complained about or what sentence her mom decided to base it on, she now decided I’m emotionally abusing Kyla. Oh well. Whatever.

Welcome 2021. I’ll leave the door open. At least I wouldn’t have to get up every time you knock.


Hi, it’s me

It feels as though I should introduce myself, my life and my many children.

2020 sucks. Too many losing their jobs. So much heartbreak around us. I lost my sweet little Bella to cancer after all she went through. I miss her when I wake up, I miss her when I go to sleep.

I had an operation two weeks ago to remove a growth in my throat 11x7x5 cm. Rather big BUT benign so that is all that matters. Since it is lockdown we couldn’t have any visitors. I was so lucky to have had an old school in the bed next to me. She took such great care of me.

Zander had an operation on his toes. They had to loosen the ligaments and scratch away bone so that his toes could straighten out. Four weeks later and he is still in pain.

Financially it is tough. I’m not going to lie. I would not have made it without my parents.

Kyla is now homeschooling as well. We just couldn’t with the Department of Education anymore. No plans at all as to when school would open but the children were getting behind by the day. So many a child at home now. Even Jason’s friend Armando is here to school most days.

I actually missed blogging. I should do it more often.


I don’t want to learn

If there is one child in our family that has the most interesting excuses, it will be Kyla.

A recent example would be her maths marks.  I told her many times that she should be learning. I could see that she wasn’t giving it her all, if any.  She definitely didn’t try more than I would try to run a 100m sprint.

You know how it is.  You get tired of asking and at some stage decide they must man (girl) up and take responsibility.

Well….she did in a very weird and her own way.

She did badly!  Not at all near the normal good marks she gets. When I asked her why she said: “I decided not to learn because I didn’t want to be cross all the time and upset everyone.  So I decided to just not learn”

I could only laugh.


A Year later

A year ago today we picked her up from the children’s home.  Amazing how it can feel like it was just yesterday but also forever.

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Let’s do the question and answer blog.  Will have to do that every year.

  •  Are you happy?
    • Yes, very happy.
  • If you had a choice, would you want to move here again?
    • I’ll never move away.
  • What was your biggest obstacle since living here?
    • To figure out where I fit in with the brothers (also not to swim into the side of the pool hahaha)
  • What was the easiest thing to do?
    • To learn to play hockey.
  • What got you into trouble most?
    • Boys
  • What life lesson did you learn in this year?
    • To lie brings you nowhere.
  • What is my favourite thing to do.
    • To spend time with your family.
  • What upsets me the most.
    • When I lie to you.
  • What is Uncle Tommie’s favourite thing.
    • To sleep on a Sunday.
  • What upsets Uncle Tommie most.
    • When I want to go out with boys.
  • What is my best personality trait.
    • You are very patient.
  • What is my worst personality trait.
    • I have yet to find it.
  • What is your favourite thing to do?
    • To read.
    • To play with Quintus.
  • What made you the happiest this past year.
    • Easter, when we were all together when I came back from my mom.
  • What made you the saddest this past year.
    • When we spoke about my past and I got clarity on some things that have always bothered me.
  • What is your biggest wish.
    • To be a good mom when I’m big and an unrealistic one is to change my past.

School

At Jason’s grade 7 prizegiving the school played a song that spoke to me so deeply.  A song by a little girl who wasn’t invited to a school prizegiving.  A letter she wrote to her granny, asking if she will ever be good enough to be invited.

I am thankful beyond words that our school is different.  That every child really does count.  It still brought tears to my eyes.

If it were a different school, one of my kids wouldn’t be invited.  Not if it depended on academics.  Even at his own prizegiving I looked at his little face, so proud of the achievements he received for sport (mostly for his rugby team’s achievements) but no mention of academics.

Then I got the school reports and you know what?  I’m so proud.  Proud of every single one of my kids.

Right from the one that decided not to study at all and still … uhm… did WAY above expectation, to the one who worked hard at maths and accounting the last term and increased with a percentage of 20 % and 40 % respectively.  Also the one who has to worked harder than most and it showed.  He improved in every single subject. Our girl child is also did well and got an award for academics.

Proud.  Yes, beyond proud.

Was a good year.  I learned probably more than all of them combined.

Life lessons, that is what I learned.


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