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Nadia’s birth

December 13, 2010

The morning of the 25th of November had finally arrived. This is it, we are going to meet our 4th little girl today. We arrived at the hospital at 5:30. They took me to a room, it was the last room in the ward before you get the labour rooms. Johan went to get my papers. They then filled out all the paper work and checked my BP. The sister then came to do an internal. She told me that baby was still high up and not engaged. I started worrying, my previous 2 inductions were rather quick, so I was scared that this one will take long, because she is still high. At 6:30 the sister came and inserted prostaglandin gel into my cervix. She then put the monitor on to monitor baby’s heart rate, we had a little scare there, she couldn’t find the heart rate and immediately asked me when last did I feel baby and I knew that I felt her the previous night and I started panicking, what if my baby is dead and then suddenly we heard the little heart beating, it was the best sound ever. I started to get very light period like pain a few minutes after that. At 7:00 they did a shift change. In came the midwife that was going to look after me during my labour. He, yes he, introduced himself. His name is Pravine (hope the spelling is correct). He asked me if I had any problem with a male midwife looking after me. I didn’t have a problem with it, my gynie is also a male. He then send a nurse to gave me an enema, that is probably the worst part of the whole induction for me.
Between 8:30 and 9:00 my gynie came around to check on me. I was 3cm dilated and he then decide to break my water. That was a bit painful. He then told Pravine to watch me, because I skip cm’s…..LOL. After my water broke I had a bit stronger contractions, nothing too serious, I could still talk through all of the contractions. At 10:00 Pravine did another internal and I was 4cm dilated. I then told me he is going to get the bath ready so that we can move to the labour room and so that I can get into the bath. I’ve decided on another water birth, I had two water births and wont do it any other way. After he left the room, I stood up from the bed. I stood there for just a minute or so and got some contractions. Suddenly I got one very strong contraction and I told Johan that I want to throw up, luckily the dustbin was close by. After I threw up I got another contraction and told Johan that I am feeling the need to push and he told me that I cant push now. I told him to go and call Pravine, he called him and when Pravine arrived and I told him that I want to push he had a shocking expression on his face and told me that I cant push now, because according to him I cant be fully dilated yet, it was 10 minutes ago that I was only 4cm. He told the nurses to call the gynie, we walked to the labour room and on the way there I just wanted to push and Pravine just kept telling me not to push. When we got to the room, I just wanted to get into the bath and was getting angry at Johan, because he isn’t helping me to get out of the gown. I felt so relieved when I got into the bath. Pravine then wanted to do an internal, but then he saw that baby is already crowning. He told Johan to call the nurse, he just walked to the door, then I got the urge to push again and I just went with my body and pushed, 2 pushes and she was out, when Johan came in again, Nadia was already lying on me, so he missed the whole birth and the gynie also wasn’t in time. She was almost born in the hallway. If they’ve put me in one of the first room in the ward, she would’ve been born in the hallway.
It was a great birth experience for me. I felt so high after her birth and I was so happy. I am really blessed to had the change to experience birth 4 times and each time it just got easier. I cant explain how good birth makes me feel. I am actually sad that this was my last time. I wish that every pregnant woman can experience birth like I did, it is such an amazing feeling to know that I have accomplished it. I know that there is women that envy me and that wishes that they can also experience it like this.



I am back

December 13, 2010

Yes, I am back at the blogging world. I will try my best to do some more blogging. I had to take a break, the blog reminds me of a very hard and difficult time in my life. A time I much rather want to forget, but I also grew a lot in this past year.

Just a quick update, we were in Nigeria for a few months, fell pregnant there, returned to SA in May, things didnt work out there. We are now living in Pretoria. I gave birth to our 4th girl on the 25th of November, will also share the birth story on the blog sometime. I am currently in a very good place in my life. My marriage is great, we are in love all over again. I have 4 beautiful girls and they are all very healthy. My youngest even let me have a good night’s sleep every night.

Here is a photo of me and my 4 girls

Living in Nigeria

February 25, 2010

I knew living here would be tough, but didn’t know it will be this tough. The biggest thing getting to me is the weather, it is really hot here. It also doesn’t cool down here in the evenings. In the evenings at 21:00 it is still 30 degrees outside.
Things that is getting to me is the fact that you cant even spent some time outside and let the kids play outside, it is just to hot to do that.
The electricity is also a issue here, it is more off than on, luckily we have generators on the farm. The electricity also have spikes and then the electronic equipment doesn’t last, we lost the tv in the first week of living here. It is rather difficult to keep the children busy without tv, without toys and the fact that they cant play outside isn’t helping. I do take them for a walk after 16:00 in the afternoons, thats the only time they get out.
Shopping is also something different here. We get most of the daily stuff we need here in Keffi, the small town that is close to us. I will take pictures of the town and post it sometime. For big shopping we go to Abuja, but still we cant get everything we want and the stuff that we know, like branded stuff is very expensive, for example, Kellogs Corn Flakes 750g is about R70 here. It is kinda shocking.
I am really struggling to adjust here, some days are worst than others. I also don’t have anything to do here. I have a “servant” (yes, that is what they call domestic workers here) 6 days a week. The farm is paying for him. J and I actually want to give him more than he gets now. He gets 8000 Naira, that is about R400. That is really nothing, he is also a family man, have a boy of 6 years old. So, Joseph is doing all the house work and when I do some stuff myself, he cant believe that I am doing it and he thanks me for doing it.
I have to get something to keep me busy here. I also have to start homeschooling Madelaine, it is just a problem to get the stuff printed, we will go and buy a printer when J gets his pay.
I really miss SA and the convenience of everything we had there and we took it for granted there.
We have a really nice house here, I am just starting to make it more homey for us. Going to get new curtains and bedding. Otherwise everything is rather nice, will take photos and come and show it.

Greetings from a very hot Nigeria to all my friends and everyone else reading my blog, who is not friends yet.

Our trip to Nigeria

February 25, 2010

It has been a while since I’ve last blogged. We had a crazy time before moving to Nigeria. This is going to be a long post. I will start with our flights to Nigeria, what a nightmare that was.
We struggled to get our visas since December. Eventually our agent got an appointment with the Nigerian ambassador. After the appointment we had our visas. There was also another guy going with us to also work where J works. So, we got the visas on 9 January and then our flights got booked for 11 January. What a crazy 2 days I had, planning last stuff, getting all the last stuff etc.
On 11 January, Thursday we went to OR Tambo Airport very early the morning, we met the agent and the “Engineer”, the guy who is going with us. We booked in the suitcases and went for coffee, we said goodbye to parents and went through to the duty free side and sat down at the gate, waiting to board. Got on plane just after 11:00, the flight itself went rather well, taking in consideration that it is my first flight and I had 3 kids with me, who also flew for the first time. It was a 5 hour flight. The plan was that J will meet us at Lagos airport and then we will fly together to Abuja airport. Got off the plane, went through all the people smoothly, when they ask for passports and I gave them 4, they just let me through without looking inside. Got outside Lagos airport, it is hot, very hot and the humidity is very high. I didn’t have contact with J, phone doesn’t work in Nigeria, so we waited for him. The kids were tired and hot, I was tired, hot and frustrated. After waiting for about half an hour, a lady came up to us and had a piece of paper with my name on it, she works at the domestic airport and J knows her, so he phoned her to come and fetch us, there was problems and he was to late at Abuja airport to get a flight to Lagos. He phoned her and told her that she must go and fetch his wife, kids and the other guy at the international airport, she just have to look out for a lady with purple, pink hair.
We all got into a taxi then to go to the domestic airport. What a ride we had, the people here drives like crazy. You just pray to get safe to your destination. So we arrived at the domestic airport, went to the desk, gave tickets, then they told us that our tickets wasn’t booked to go to Abuja, that is where the nightmare got worst, they then had to book us flights to Abuja and J had to pay the tickets at Abuja, he was at the airport, waiting for us there. Then they took there time to do that and then we missed the last plane flying to Abuja. So there we sat at the airport, with 3 hungry, thirsty, tired kids. I had 1 bottle of water with me, one packet of Cheddar cookies and that was it. No money, no cellphone, nothing. I just sat there and cried, I couldn’t do anything else. I was actually considering going back to the international airport and fly back to SA. J phoned Blessings, the lady who helped us and believe me, she was a real blessing, J asked her to go and book us in at a hotel and he will then come through to Lagos in the morning and settle everything. Got in taxi again, prayed all the way for our safety until we arrived at hotel. All I will say about the hotel is that it was clean, I didn’t took any photos in hotel, I just didn’t thought about taking photos during the whole trip. We were so tired and I was so gatvol, that we just climbed into the bed and slept. Me and all 3 girls on one queen size bed. In the morning we waited for J, he only arrived after 11:00. He settled all the bills. We then went to the airport again. Booked tickets to Abuja and waited, Christie had a nasty cough, she had much phlegm on her chest and she threw up while we waited. When we heard them calling a flight to Abuja, J went to find out which flight it was, it was a cargo flight, but then they told him that our flight already left 5min ago, they didn’t call the flight number. I was just so gatvol by then. J went to change the tickets, it took forever to do that. Then we waited again, at the door this time, so we wont miss the flight again. J got us some cooldrink and something like croissants to eat. It was after 17:00 when we eventually got on the plane to Abuja. When to plane started to move Christie threw up again, luckily J was holding her, don’t think I would’ve been able to handle that too. She did threw up again sometime during the flight, but luckily J had a bag ready. Before I lost my marbles totally we landed, it was just an hour flight. J’s driver was waiting for us, so we immediately got into the car with aircon and I just gave a sigh of relief. It wasn’t totally over yet, we still had to get our suitcases which was on the plane that we missed, it was just at another terminal, but J and the “Engineer” went to get them. Finally we were on our way to the farm. All 3 kids fell asleep in the car.
We really had a terrible trip to get here. But we are finally together as a family and that makes up for it.
I will put some photos up in time, the internet connection here is just terrible and I must do it in J’s office and there is no aircon there. I will also make another post of how it is to live here.

Moving back to parents – not so great

December 17, 2009

So, I am living with my parents again. It’s suppose to be nice, right? Well not with my mother around.
Everything I do is not right in her eyes. I am not raising the children right, I am spending to much time on the computer. She doesnt want to watch the children all the time (I dont expect that from her, just one of her many complaints)
This is the first time I am asking her to help me with children. I’ve never asked her to watch children while I go out a bit. I know she enjoys spending time with the kids, but she is constantly complaining about it, she is just such a negative person and it reflects on me in a bad way, she is making it difficult to enjoy the time I am spending here before we go to Nigeria, o yes, we still dont have a date, it is getting irritating. Nothing I can do about anything.

I am going to a friend’s wedding on Saturday, looking forward to it. But I am sure mommy is going to phone at about 10 to ask when I am coming back home.

On Sunday we are going to the blog/twitter girls meet up, looking forward to it, after that going to visit a good friend and then go and stay with another good friend and Monday we are making my hair purple.

Then it is back to the madhouse…..*sigh*

I see a fight brewing, I try to be calm about it all, it is just difficult.

Ok, vent over.

When is a marriage worth saving?

December 7, 2009

Today I only want comments to this question.

When is a marriage worth saving?


Some big pussy cats 1

December 3, 2009

This post will be one of few that shows photos that I took myself.
The big cats of the wild.

Crouching tiger at Pretoria Zoo

I am on top.