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Birthday and Baba Indaba

First of all, never, ever trust my mathematical skills. I made a terrible error in my last blog post. I have been pregnant on my 27th, 28th and 31st birthdays! I was wondering where I fit Babyice’s two years in when I realized my mistake. I hope you have all learnt a lesson!
On Friday we were supposed to have a ladies night with some girls from work. We planned to go and watch Magic Mike at the cinema, but one of the girls was off sick so they postponed it. Instead I went out to dinner with a friend. We went to Primi Piatti and had a lovely time just chatting and enjoying the food. I ordered the wrong kind of pasta. I don’t like pasta with a tomato base (unless it’s bolognaise). Luckily I had their hazelnut creme brulee dessert, which totally made up for it. It was divine! Very, very sweet…sweet enough to make PrincessIce kick properly for the first time! I was super happy since I’ve been waiting since at least 15 weeks for her to let me know she’s there.
The above mentioned friend bought me these:

Slippers

 

 

 

 

…and my favourite Oh So Heavenly shower products 🙂 She also won a competition last week. She won a spot at the Cosmopolitan Cover Girl Masterclass. Turns out she won two tickets and she’s taking me with! We’ll be going to the swanky 15 on Orange Hotel on the 1st of September. The prize includes:

  • Light breakfast
  • Fashion and beauty makeover
  • Professional photoshoot
  • Delicious lunch
  • Meeting a south African celebrity model
  • Fabulous goodie bag
  • Professional instruction, information and talks given by industry experts
  • Farewell drinks at the end of the day
  • 3 month subscription to Cosmo
I’m so excited! It’s going to be so much fun! 🙂
Everyone wants to know how my birthday was. It sucked. Worst birthday in a very long time. Rudi and I were at loggerheads all day. I was receiving a flood of birthday wishes via Facebook, Twitter, SMS, Whatsapp…everyone wishing me a wonderful day…but the one person that should of made my day special didn’t bother. In fact, he did the opposite. He did seem to try and make up for it on Sunday, but the damage had already been done. We’ll just leave it at that then, okay?
We went to Christelle and Dion for a braai the afternoon. As always, it was lovely. The kids had a ball, despite some tears. Christelle bought me a lovely birthday gift:

Body Thrills

She ordered me the Cupcake Frosting products after reading that I wanted to try them on my blog. Thanks Christelle! The food was lovely! Dion made the steaks on the braai. I had to have mine well done *sob*. I like my meat more medium, but am not allowed to eat under cooked meat at the moment. My steak was still good though. Christelle made a lovely green salad with cherry tomatoes, feta and avo. She also made her potato bake that Dion is mad about. Also divine! I was so glad I managed to stay away from the chips and snacks before we ate. I usually end up spoiling my appetite, but was determined not to do so on Saturday.
Babyice fell asleep on their couch while we were waiting for everyone to finish their drinks. When we put him in the car he started crying and didn’t stop screaming/crying until we got home (probably a 20 minute drive). Rudi wanted to take him out of his car seat to comfort him, of course I refused. This led to more bickering.  We just shouldn’t of been left alone on my birthday. The kids did have a lot of fun again though, Babyice even has some battle scars to prove it:

Battle scars

On Sunday we went to Baba Indaba. We were hoping to find some nappy specials, but I ended up finding something else instead. We did buy some nappies, but the specials weren’t so great. I finally found a photographer! Her rates are really reasonable plus I can get a 10% discount from a card she gave me at the Indaba! You can check out her work at www.ckidz.co.za. I’ll be booking a maternity/newborn shoot. She had an entire booth covered in photos, a lot more than is displayed on her website. I got to chat to her a bit too and felt comfortable with her. She isn’t too far away from us and using her will already save us a lot of money. I’ve been hunting for a photographer for a while and most of them charge more than double what she does. I’ve dropped her an e-mail asking whether she’ll be able to accommodate me since both my shoots will fall over the festive season.  We bought two write and wipe books for Babyice (he is suddenly LOVING to draw on the couch and other furniture). I bought new shoes for PrincessIce:

*Image courtesy of www.shooshoos.com

 

 

 

 

…and a tummy wax from Oh Lief, products I heard about via My Baby Box. It’s supposed to help for the dry/itchy skin…and boy does it itch! From their website:

 

Naturally moisturises and soothes a growing tummy.

Promotes skin elasticity. Ideal for preventing stretch marks, dry and itchy skin. Safe while pregnant and breastfeeding.

Apply twice daily.

with CERTIFIED organic*Ingredients: Cold pressed extra virgin Olive oil,  Boabab Oil*, Virgin Coconut Oil*, Beeswax

 

I see from their website that they were selling it for the regular price at the Indaba – R90.oo. There is still a part of me that is itchy, but I think I should try and use it for a little longer before I judge. I was impressed that the tub was literally filled to the brim with product. You can’t really smell it until you start using it and then you get a light scent of bees wax, which is not at all unpleasant.

 

 

 

After that my back was absolutely killing me and I just wanted to leave. It has begun!

 

 

 

 

Not long after we got home my family came over for cake and tea to celebrate my birthday. My ex-manager (now resigned to bake for a living) made my birthday cake this year:

 

 

 

 

Birthday Cake

 

Inside the cake

 

 

 

 

Once they left I went down for a well deserved nap. I have had a splitting headache since Thursday last week. I’ve gone through an entire box of Panado. I actually phoned the gynae this morning to find out if I should be worried. My gynae is on leave though and his partner’s office is in a different location so my file is not on hand. They’ll check out my history tomorrow and decide whether I should just continue the Panado.

 

 

 

 

I have determined it is officially harder to grow a girl than it is to grow a boy. This missy is already high maintenance!

Birthday Bumps

Update on the dummy front is that we are doing really well without it. Babyice still takes a chance every now and then and asks for it, but doesn’t whine once we tell him that all the dummies are gone. He specifically asks for the dummy when he is upset and the question is usually accompanied by tears. He has gone to bed every night without his dummy with no fuss at all. He really has surprised me. I took a photo of us this weekend that I really love. He snuggled me for the longest time after we tried to coax him to cut his hair. He is TERRIFIED of cutting his hair, whether we use scissors or the machine. His hair is looking TERRIBLE at the moment and I am at my wits end. We’ve tried entertaining him with books, Barney, sweets, but nothing distracts him. Even though this picture reminds me of how old I am getting/looking, I do love it:

 

 

Cuddles

 

 

Babyice has also now started saying ‘four’ and ‘five’ instead of ‘pour’ and ‘pive’. It won’t be long before he stops saying ‘puck’.

 

 

The nausea has finally started to give me a break, but I am still permanently exhausted and the bad taste in my mouth remains. I have also now started to encounter the stretching pains in my ligaments which are so very uncomfortable. I wouldn’t have listened if you had warned me and I most certainly had forgotten. Rudi has been an angel. I’m not sure why he is so different with this pregnancy. Even before we found out we are having a girl (which he wanted since I was pregnant with Babyice) he has really picked up a LOT of slack around the house and allowed me to take naps after work in the afternoon. Something unheard of before now. Perhaps now that he has witnessed the miracle of birth and the product of a pregnancy it is more ‘real’ to him and he somehow understands that it cannot be easy to create another human being. Whatever the reason, I’m not going to complain. I do what I can, but honestly it is not much. Thank goodness for my new domestic fairy too!

Things are going swimmingly with the new domestic. She finishes her work. She’s managed to pack all of our cupboards straight and get all the crayon scribblings off the walls. I paid her via EFT at the end of the month for all the days worked. It’s like a dream come true! No more struggling to find an ATM that will dispense me R50 notes once a week. Finally this issue that has been dragging on for well over a year is resolved. I regret not asking my neighbour about her ages ago!

 

 

My birthday is coming up on Saturday. I’m not having a party or having a ‘tweet up’ kind of gathering like I have for the last few years. Somehow my birthday just isn’t as important to me as it used to be. That being said, nobody else really makes a big deal out of it anyway. Perhaps it is because I am getting really old or maybe it is because I am so exhausted lately, but I just couldn’t be bothered to throw something together and show up.

 

 

I have requested those that have asked to buy me new bras for my birthday. I haven’t bought myself regular bras for at least 5 years. I’ve meant to, time and time again, but never managed to get around to it. A friend noticed that Stuttafords had a sale on bras and I snapped up one that I had tried on months before, just because it was pretty. It’s a beautiful pink and mocha colour. I managed to get it at 75% off! The original price was R179.99 and I purchased it for R42.95! What a bargain! My grandmother and Leebeesa each purchased me a two pack and now I should have enough to last me a while again. It is really awesome to be wearing bras that fit. I’ve been wearing ill fitting bras and feeding bras for the past two years. Enough of that!

 

 

 

Rudi and I went shopping for my birthday gift on Saturday as well. I couldn’t decide what I wanted and bras were really the only thing that I needed, so on a whim I told him I want expensive perfume. My favourite perfume is Christian Dior’s Hypnotic Poison, but since I already have some of that from the last time he bought me (easily 3 years ago) I thought I’d opt for something different. I was quite overwhelmed. You get so many different fragrances and even knowing where to start is daunting. After smelling a few I gravitated towards something I’ve loved on other people, but because it is so expensive I have never dared ask someone to buy it for me, let alone buy it for myself. Enter Issey Miyake. I sprayed some on one of the open spots on my arm and even 30 minutes later I was still in love. I managed to twist Rudi’s arm to get it and it is mine!

 

 

 

Issey Miyake

 

 

 

We are going to visit Christelle and Dion on my birthday for lunch. We really enjoy going there and the kids had so much fun the last time we were there I didn’t care that the first available Saturday for us both fell on my birthday. It’s a win win situation. Rudi has company that he enjoys, Babyice has a friend to play with and I have good company too. The food is also always different and delicious. Why the hell not?! Like I said, I couldn’t be arsed to make other plans anyway. I will probably do cake and tea with my family on Sunday. They will insist. That is after church and Baba Indaba! It’s going to be a busy weekend.

 

 

 

I realized this morning that I have been pregnant on my 28th (Jamie), 29th (Babyice) and now my 31st birthdays! It’s been a rough couple of years!

 

New domestic

On Saturday morning Rudi went to fetch the new domestic. When she arrived around 08:00, I introduced myself and then said I’d unpack the dishwasher so that I could show her more or less where everything goes. She looked quite uncomfortable letting me work (I like that :P) and wanted to get going right away. I got her to start in the bathroom and told her the main things I would like to get done on Saturday. I said I would like the floors, kitchen, bathroom and ironing to be finished. The other jobs could wait for another day.

 

She is very thorough, but works quite slowly. She spent ages in the bathroom. Asked for a toothbrush in order to scrub around the taps. All very good and well. The taps haven’t looked so clean in a long time. By 13:00 she had not yet started the ironing. I knew we were leaving the house around 14:30 to go and visit Christelle and Dion, so Rudi told her she better start the ironing so long. Only the bathroom and kitchen had been done and some tidying up in the lounge. We decided that we would leave her there with a key to lock up. I gave her my number and took hers so that she could scotch me if she needed anything.

 

We went to over to Christelle’s house. Their daughter was still sleeping when we arrived. Rudi went out to buy wood and returned with her husband who had been at work. After Zani had woken up, her and Elijah started playing. We didn’t see them at all! We actually went to check on them to see if they were okay. They kept each other occupied the ENTIRE time we were there. I was a little worried that Babyice would get cranky as he had skipped his afternoon nap, but he was too wrapped up in playing with Zani to notice how tired he was. It was parental bliss! We couldn’t believe how well they played together 🙂 It’s actually the first time since we’ve started visiting there that the kids just went on their own mission. There was an incident where Babyice was crying and didn’t hesitate to rat Zani out for ‘smacking him’ to anyone who asked (nobody witnessed this), but Zani apologized and gave him a hug and everything was fine in 30 seconds flat. The men also said there was an incident where Babyice had given Zani a whallop, but I didn’t get the full story from them.

 

We changed plans about what we were going to eat quite a few times before finally somehow decided on a braai. I love to watch Christelle cook. She is always trying new recipes. She is such a foodie. I know every time we go there we’ll be trying something new. It’s always exciting. Dion mentioned potato bake while we were eating which made me feel like some, resulting in me making potato back yesterday. I’m sure it was not as fancy as Christelle’s is, but it was almost as nice as Milla’s so I was quite satisfied :). I enjoyed a glass of wine with dinner. So delicious! I really miss being able to have a glass of wine (ok, more than one). I think it has something to do with it being ‘forbidden fruit’. I most certainly did not enjoy drinking wine as much when I was not pregnant and I swear it tastes different.

 

Around 17:50 I get a call from the domestic on my phone. I was shocked. I called her back, she was STILL there, working! She was calling because she hadn’t finished yet and wasn’t sure if she would be able to catch a taxi home because of the time. After some back and forth between me and Rudi we told her to go home as we didn’t want her to risk not getting a lift back. So…after being at our house for 10 hours she didn’t manage to finish what she was meant to do. She hadn’t vacuumed the floor in our room, packed all the washing away or washed Babyice’s bottles. So last night I was standing washing bottles and Rudi was packing washing away. She left some of the bedding and our underwear/socks not packed away too. It’s nothing compared to the amount of work we would of had to do had she not come, but when I get a domestic I don’t want to have to do ANY housework once she has left. I think this Saturday I will sit her down and talk about priorities. I don’t mind her being thorough and scrubbing taps with a toothbrush, but I need certain things to be finished when she leaves. Whether she wants to do those first or not, is up to her. I had asked in the beginning of the day for the ironing, kitchen and floors to be done and this was the least that I expected. I mentioned in the previous post that she charges less than my other domestics did…but Rudi mentioned to her what I paid the others and now I guess I don’t have a choice but to pay her the same.

 

Yesterday I was feeling very “meh” the entire day. I got sick in the morning while I was making breakfast. It was quite random since I usually get sick while brushing my teeth. There was nothing that I could put my finger on that triggered it. No smell or anything, just random. Luckily this was before I ate, so I didn’t lose any nourishment. I prefer throwing up when my stomach is empty. After church I was exhausted. I didn’t manage to nap well with Babyice watching movies and jumping around like a monkey on the bed with me. I just felt miff the whole day. Sleeping is becoming quite a difficult exercise. I most definitely cannot sleep on my stomach anymore. I often have pain in my left ear, I think it is from the pregnancy as the nurse at work said my ear isn’t even red inside. Leaving me only with sleeping on my right side or my back and I cannot sleep on my back. As a result I am exhausted today.

 

So. I guess we’ll give the domestic another whirl next week and I’ll make sure she knows exactly what is expected of her. I’ll be working in the morning, but probably not till late when I can come home and we can have a decent chat. Wish me luck. I am so over not having help or finding someone that suits us. I dreamt about my first domestic again last night. I begged her to come back. This is clearly working on me!