I always act like I’m a single mum. I’m always thinking about what if my husband wasn’t around and for some reason I had no family how would I look after the kids by myself. Continue reading “Private school dilemma”
Month: October 2015
The muscles that keep me up, has a struggle,
Being a mum of two, requires me to juggle,
Between looking after them, working, cooking and cleaning
Staying up till two will surely catch up, meaning
Exercise to strengthen my core, is a complete muddle.
The colour of my skin is the tale of this spin. Black or white, brown or yellow it doesn’t really matter until it becomes patchy. I like the colour of my skin, it is what it is but it isn’t anymore. It’s brown that’s all, nothing to shout about or go to town. But now, after so long of being brown, a bit of white came into sight. I’m not vain you know and I’m not in pain, so the colour of my skin shouldn’t cause a din. But my skin is changing, it’s not what it was. It’s aging, its wrinkling, the spores are open more. An odd age spot here and there, a mark that shouldn’t be there. A mark I try to hide with my hair. There’s only one for now. There maybe more later, that can’t be covered with hair. Or maybe even this one will go.
A poem about my daughters.
Just when we were losing hope
An unexpected gift arrived, tied with a pink bow
Invisible to most
A miracle to us
A boxers’ nose!
Mouth like a slit of red cloth
Jaia our daughter was born
In fate we now believed
Uma duma, our little daughter
Made her entrance into the world with
A righteous cry as loud as a raging storm
Restless little baby
Always seeking for mummy
Making herself comfortable
Just easily in the crook of my arms and
In no rush to let it go
Screen is still blank
When I have some work, I want more work. When I have the more work I wanted, I can’t cope and don’t want so much work. I really don’t know what I want. I don’t know whether I want a lifestyle or a career but I don’t feel like I am doing very well with either. I don’t have the dedication to be a career driven person at the moment but I don’t want to just work to get by. I would like to have the lifestyle of the perfect work life balance but at the moment we don’t really earn enough money to be able to do that. Plus when I think about it, I’ve worked so hard to get here and now I do nothing substantial? Other times I think, when will I stop to take a break and enjoy my life. Still other times, I think I’m too young to want to slow down but I can’t keep with the amount of stress involved with working so much as well as doing everything else. Continue reading “I’m never satisfied”