It’s my favourite time of the year and the magic is real in our home. It’s also a kinda crappy time now because we’re still missing my mom and finances could be a whole lot better. So to cheer myself up (or torture myself with the things I can’t afford to buy) I thought I’d share some of the things on our Christmas wishlists.
This child has so many things on his wishlist that he wants Santa to bring him. I’ll try to keep it to just 5 things.
All the Nerf guns. As in he went through the Toys R Us catalogue and ticked off every single gun
A spiderman costume. And not those cheapish looking ones either. I am going to get this for him for doing so well at school
A Barbie Dolphin Magic-Transforming Mermaid Doll
2 x swords and 2 shields
A Ben 10 watch
I have no idea what’s on Ethan’s wishlist. Seems that every time Matthew likes something, he likes it too. But I’ve managed to ask Matthew to help me with a few things he thinks Ethan would like.
A Paw Patrol Look-Out Playset
A PJ Masks HQ Playset
Ethan loves building blocks, so this Lego Duplo All in One Box of Fun will go down a treat
Any superhero figurine – Justice League, Avengers, etc
Harper is a bit too small to know what she wants but I sure do know what I would like to get her
A Sophie la Girafe chew toy for those teething days
An Ubuntu Baba Stage 1 carrier to make this mommy’s life a little easier by having my hands free
A Doona car seat because I think it’s an amazing product
Baby Bullet for homemade pureed food when we start solids
I struggle so badly to buy any gift for Mark. He appreciates anything, even a pair of socks, so I asked him what he would like and this is his list.
A pair of Oakley sunglasses – I don’t which one he likes so I’d go with a voucher
A set of rims for his car
A PlayStation 4
That last one I added for the both of us lol because we need some time to just space out too.
There are so many pricey things I want, I wish I could just win the Lotto
A new lounge suite – our one has seen better days with the boys climbing and jumping all over it
A new fridge with a water dispenser
Spa, hair, nail, eyebrow vouchers – because I never get time to do this myself (mind you, if I do get vouchers, it will then be a struggle to find the time to go redeem those vouchers)
A tattoo voucher – I so badly want to get a tattoo in honor of my mother but you know, finances and all….
The biggest thing I want is for us to find a house that ticks all our boxes within our budget (we’ve been looking since February 2016)
These are only things we wish we could afford for our children and ourselves. At the end of the day, it’s Christmas and the only thing I really want is for us to be happy, our children to be kind to others, and for us all to love one another (sounds like a Hallmark postcard lol).
It’s been a long 3 weeks guys. I felt like something was missing. A piece of me. I needed the break because it seems like the first anniversary of my mom’s passing hit me harder than I thought. The ideas were there, in my head, bouncing around and fighting to get out. I just couldn’t face coming here yet and putting those words down. But I’m back! And I’m sorry that I took off without a word. This first post will be a catch up on Matthew’s birthday.
I decided not to do a ‘proper’ themed, décor’d, party for Matthew’s 6th birthday. We went minimalist with cake and sweets for the children and snacks for the adults. Matthew got to decide what kind of cake he wanted and I decided on the rest. He wanted a Spiderman cake (again) and I got the BEST person out there (I’m hinting here, Melissa) to bake his cake. Melissa has baked our cakes since Matthew’s 4th birthday and makes the most delicious looking (and tasting) cakes ever. Pity she’s retired for a bit but I’m hoping she will be around with Ethan’s next birthday. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, Matthew got his cake and I decided on the pool party. We had it by my dad, because of the pool obviously.
The children really had the best time. I didn’t do themed décor (we didn’t even have a birthday banner), there were no extra cakes besides the birthday cake, and you know what? There was enough. I didn’t get to take many photos as I tried to be as present as possible and not stuck behind the camera or with my phone in my hand all the time.
Later the evening, the men decided to start the fire and makes potjies for supper. The kids were dressed and warm and running around outside playing in the yard. There were about 4 men outside watching the children. The ladies were inside playing doll with one of my friend’s babies. I was chatting to my friend and Mark was holding the baby. I see him telling me something but I ignore him because we’re mid conversation. It hits me then that he’s shouting something at me. “KIM! ETHAN IS IN THE POOL!!!” It took me a few seconds to grasp what he was saying and yet I still moved to the yard like I was wading through honey.
I get outside and I see Ethan standing next to the pool, dripping wet. My cousin is in the water, soaking wet. Only then did it sink in what was happening and I moved. I grabbed Ethan, pulled his wet clothing off. He was coughing at this stage. I took him inside to dry him, take his nappy off and dress him in warm clothing. He was still coughing. I’m drying him and he’s coughing. I put him on the ground to stand so I can dry him properly and his legs give in. I don’t think anything of it and stand him up again. Again he falls down, as if his legs can’t hold him up. That’s when I panic. I shout for Mark and tell him we need to take Ethan to the ER. WE rush out of the house, me apologising to our guests that we’re having to leave them to fend for themselves.
We eventually get to the hospital. It only took just under 10 minutes but it felt like forever. And guess what? There is a freaking shift change happening and we have to wait! After a half hour wait, we’re eventually called in. By now, I’ve calmed down a bit, thinking that the nurses and the doctor are going to call me an over protective mother and I’m wasting my medical aid and my time. I managed to not let that deter me from finding out if Ethan is okay. The doctor sees Ethan and says everything sounds good in his lungs and that he’s fine. I must’ve looked a bit dubious because he said he wants to send Ethan for x-rays but it’s just a precaution and he doesn’t think anything will show up. We head to x-rays and after a short wait, get called in. I must mention here that I was so proud of this child! He sat on the machine and didn’t make a peep. He did what the lady asked of him exactly as she wanted (I was expecting tears, screams and loads of kicking).
We get back to the doctor and he is very happy with the x-rays. He calls me around to come have a look at the pictures, showing me there are no black spots (indicating water in his lungs) and that I can rest easy now. The relief was such that I felt I was going to faint right there.
On our way back home, I realise why I was so frantic and panic stricken. Not a week earlier, I had read of a mother and her son. Her son, Natey, had passed away just after Christmas last year by drowning in their home pool. You can read the story here. I was so moved and heartbroken by Jane’s story, that it stayed with me (I still think of them every day). I realised how close we came to the same thing happening to us. Even though there were 4 people outside, Ethan still managed to slip into the pool unnoticed, not making a sound. If my friend’s son hadn’t said that Ethan is in the pool and he wants to get in too, I think this story would’ve ended differently. I am grateful that nothing serious happened to Ethan. I am grateful to my cousin for fishing Ethan out of the pool. I am grateful that this happened so that I could open my eyes to how quickly (and quietly) things like this happen.
The kids threw blocks and other floaty things into the pool during the day. We think that Ethan was trying to get one of the blocks in the pool and slipped in. We have no idea how long he was in the water. We have no idea if he swallowed any of the water. All we know is that we’re really lucky to have survived this time and that it is imperative that Ethan gets swimming lessons.
If you only take one thing away from this post, please let it be one of these.
That accidents happen in a split second.
That children can slip into water unnoticed, right under your nose.
That all our kids need to be able to at least float and swim to safety should they fall into a pool.
That yes, it CAN happen to you!
Have you ever had an experience similar to this? Or have you had a “ag it will never happen to me” moment and then it did happen? I’d love to hear your story and learn from it.