This is not goodbye…

If you had said to me, just a few years ago, that today we would be in our last week here in Durban, I would have laughed at you. I would have laughed harder, if you had said we would be moving back to Cape Town. Yet here we are! These last couple of weeks have been very bittersweet. We’re so sad to leave, but at the same time, we’re so excited to go, and start this exciting new adventure! 

This week we say goodbye to our beloved Durban. We say goodbye to the city we thought we’d live in forever. We say good bye to the home where we really grew up spiritually, as a couple and as individuals. We’ve walked a long road over the last 7-odd years we’ve lived here. Sometimes the road has been really difficult. Sometimes it’s been wining, and trying and testing. But we’ve held on. Sometimes the road has been fun and exciting. We’ve embraced every moment in this beautiful city, we’ve tried to experience it in it’s fullest – from walks on the promenade with our pup, markets, seeing the beautiful views from the Sky Car at Moses Mabhida, fun at uShaka Marine World and Mini Town (a Durban classic), Boxing Day test matches, and possibly our most favourite thing to do in Durban – going to watch The Sharks play rugby at Kings Park. These are just some of the things we are going to miss. 


As for the people…well we have met some gems over the years! People who are friends forever, friends who are more like family, than just friends. We have met people who have been there for us through tough times. People who have stood next to us, holding us up, praying for us. We’ve met people who have celebrated the big things and the small things with us. People who have been excited for us, supported us and loved us. This is what we are going to miss most about this city – all the beautiful people we have met. You all know who you are. Thank you for your influence over our lives. Thank you for the special way each of you have impacted each of our lives. Thank you for loving us the way you have, for embracing us and supporting us and praying for us. We will miss you all! 

When we first moved here, we didn’t know why exactly we had to be here. We just knew we had to. We knew this is where God wanted us to be. So we came. And when we came, we thought we’d put down roots here, start a family, grow old and retire here. Now we see that Durban was just a season for us – a chapter in our book. A chapter we will cherish forever, because it was during this chapter, that 2 became 3. Meeting Noah, becoming his adoptive mom and dad has, by far, been the biggest highlight of our time in Durban. It has been our greatest joy and our greatest learning curve navigating not just parenthood, but adoptive parenthood. It is a journey we have embraced, and loved most about being here. 

As we plan to leave this week, we leave a piece of our hearts here. We will forever cherish this beautiful city, it holds so much more good than bad. Thank you, Durban, for what you have been and meant to our little family. We love this city! And we will be back! 
*Feature image taken by the amazing Craig Mannheim from Unprecedented Pictures

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Lessons from 2 years of being “Mommy”

Today, 25 September 2017, is exactly 2 years since I became a mom. It has been 2 years filled with love, joy, adventure and fun.

One of the things I have learnt in the past 2 years is thatI may not always have time for everything I want to do. But that’s ok, because I always have time for my little prince, all the while learning make some time for me. I’ve learnt this, because it’s been a while since I blogged. But I have constantly been thinking of things I’d like to say, questions I’d like to ask and stories I’d like to share, right here in my little corner of the web. I’d love to get into a proper routine, where I have the time and energy to focus on things like my blog. And I’m working on this routine. But it will never take priority ove my time with my Noah!

I’ve learnt that if he falls and doesn’t cry, he’s alright! No need to panic, no matter how much I may be freaking out inside.

I’ve learnt to speak toddler. Well, actually, I’ve learnt to speak “My Toddler”. Some words I’ve learnt include: weeties, motto sauce, bisbit (biscuit), Lightning A Keen, tuck (stuck – although he used to replace the st sound with a k 😳), ampoline, tooting and oosh (when throwing a playful punch at dad). And these are just the words I can remember off the top of my head!

I’ve learnt that if he doesn’t eat his daily portion of fresh fruit and veg, that’s ok. If the most nutritious thing he has eaten all day is one cup of yoghurt, it’s alright. Simply because, tomorrow the wind may blow in the right direction, and he will virtually inhale all the fruit and veg I put in front of him.

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ve learnt to pick my battles. Sometimes, he will stay up later than usual, watching cartoons. Some days we skip bath time. Sometimes, he'll just get the sweet. And it's purely because mom and dad do not have the energy for the fight. We accept that. And we move on.

I'm constantly learning how to handle tantrums. I've learnt how to identify just a normal tantrum, or if the meltdown is something deeper. I've also learnt what works best for us when handling a tantrum. As much as I don't like to see my child crying, I know that while in the throws of a tantrum, it's ok to let him cry for a bit. But I also know when it's time to cuddle and love and talk through the feelings of the moment.

I’ve learnt how to play with cars, trains and planes and super hero figurines. I’ve learnt how to wrestle.

The most important thing I have learnt over the last 2 years though, is that the bond between a mother and her child runs deep, and is a forever bond. The love between Noah and I is pure and deep and beautiful. I cherish my son. I love everything about him. And I love adoption. I am so thankful for adoption, because God gave me Noah through it.

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Life with a 2 year old…

Two years old. Wow! I was not prepared! Suddenly, my baby is not a baby anymore. Suddenly, my baby, who was still a little wobbly on his feet and speaking in a special kind of gibberish I wish I could have understood, was not so wobbly on his feet, and I was starting to understand what he was saying. Suddenly, he was climbing on bigger things, jumping off of higher things, running everywhere and tackling mom and dad, especially. Suddenly, my baby loves to wrestle and climb all over us. 

Suddenly, he is talking and saying words we didn’t even know he he knew. Suddenly a yummy meal is “eeee-licious”, a particularly good episode of Blaze and the Monster Machines warrants an “oh cool, amazing”, greeting someone includes a “how are you, I’m fine thank you”. How has he suddenly learnt all these big words? How has he learnt the right context to use these words? 

My baby is not a baby anymore. He is a little, toddler boy. He is brave and adventurous. He loves to rough and tumble. He loves to be dirty and playing outside. He loves to be active – running, riding bikes, swimming, jumping, climbing. He love his cars…oh how he loves his cars! He loves to read his books – sitting in his reading corner, on his special little chair, paging through his books. He is a proper little bookworm in the making! 

My little, toddler boy loves so deeply, so innocently. He loves Jesus, he loves to read his Bible, he loves to tell Jesus how much he loves Him. He loves the people around him, those close to him. He loves to say hello! He is affectionate – he cuddles and kisses mommy every chance he gets! I cherish those moments when he wants mommy, when he wants to cuddle, when he holds my face and says “kiss Mommy”, followed by a slew of wet, slobbery kisses! I cherish those moments when he falls asleep in my arms – I could stay in that moment forever! 

Two years old is an adventure – for Noah and mom and dad! Watching our baby boy become a toddler boy has been a privilege. It makes me excited to watch him become a bigger little boy, then a teenage boy, then a young man. But for now, I will enjoy each moment with my two year old. I will continue to make the most of the next 9 months that we have a two year old in our home. Because before we know it, we will have a three year old. What an adventure that will be!