I'm thankful still

As if the time I had wasn't enough! I now joined Fiverr.com to make a little bit extra on the side and to get back into my drawing, but since the orders started rolling in I've been so tired all the time as I will find myself staying up until midnight or sometimes hitting the sack early and rising before the roosters to get to work.

I enjoy the fact that I am drawing much more now than what I have in the past five years but it is taking a lot out of me.

I also thank God with every order I get as I have risen in levels quicker than I would've thought possible and with that comes extra's which I can add onto my services which in turn gives me a greater turnover at the end of the day.

God is really amazing, with this I have been exposed to a writer who is looking for an official illustrator for his book and who wants to pay me more than what I offer my services for on Fiverr.com plus he is willing to give me a certain percentage of the sales on the book. I'm telling you now, I'm already blessing this book to become a best seller and who knows this might even expose me to the greater international market of writers looking for good illustrators. I am besides myself with joy and gratefulness to God!

I can't write too much though, I have a Gig that needs to be completed and I only have one hour available for this in my lunch time at work and this specific gig needs to be delivered first thing in the morning.

You must show yourself faithful over little before you can prove yourself faithful over much

And There I thought It Gets Easier

To be honest I am probably one of the few mothers who never wished my child bigger or closer to her next milestone. Sure I used to wish and pray that her teeth would just all come out and be done with but I didn't wish for the age when that happens to come sooner. And as sure as God answers prayers she is 18months and has cut 16 of her 20 teeth already ~ PRAISE GOD!!

Well, the thing is this...when she was newborn we battled with a few things here and there, I knew it would pass and things would get easier. Surely it did pass and in some ways it got easier to deal with say burping her and sleeping patterns improved then she got mobile all in its own time.

But for some odd reason I thought it would get easier as she gets bigger and also as she starts walking and learning to talk. Gosh it is getting more difficult! She can walk, run, crawl and roll on the floor. But when I'm at home she chooses to do another thing...hang on me! I get it, she misses me ~ but my back can barely take it anymore.

I'm not wishing her older I truly am not but I wish my back could bare her constant wanting to be in my arms at home. If anything I wish I could have more time in a day to spend playing with her and doing things but as a working mother that is one of the things you unfortunately have to offer up...time...which you can't get back

So as I said before, I thought it would get better ... but it doesn't it just gets tougher!

Good luck to all other working mommies to young children out there!

Last Year I didn't want to - The same this time round

Last year and well every other year, our church organizes a Ladies Camp in September. Well last year was the first time I went. I didn't want to go, really ~ Tazlin was only 6 months old then! But I ended up going anyway since someone sponsored me. We ended up enjoying it, but if any ~ there was one thing which put me off that specific camp site! Ticks, ticks, ticks every where ~ I got one on me, but luckily my dad grew up on a farm so he used to show and tell us all sorts of things, including how to get a tick off' yourself. I scraped it off and happened to be fine.

This year, I was kinda forced into going ~ first off, I didn't want to go since not all my friends will be going as last year, secondly; those freaky creepy crawly ticks! and then last of all; Tazlin is much bigger now and is going to get herself into all sorts of things, not looking forward to that! I did get an insect repellent rub on for us, I just hope it works...I think I should take Doom with as well to spray by the door post so the little uglies can't come into our dorm.

Oh, almost forgot, another reason why I don't want to go is this: I have 3 bridesmaids dresses and two flower girl dresses I need to alter before next week Friday for the wedding of one of my best friends. And the bridesmaids dresses are taking so much longer than I had expected ~ I'm actually thinking to take some netting with to the camp and draw it in if I get a chance, that is what takes most of the time. I already made the satin belts for all four {yes there were 4, I'm done with one} but sewing the netting and gathering 10meters to fit into 1.3meters takes forever! So I'll probably do that then, take some netting with me to the 

camp.

Wish Me Luck 

A Sad Day Has Passed But The Hurt Remains

One of my best friends is a teacher at the school where this tragedy struck. She commented on a group chat, saying she's numb. Then she told of what happened, it felt like my heart was ripped right out of my chest! I was in town, supposed to do some grocery shopping in my lunch break but after that news I could barely concentrate. It took me back to 2004 when I saw a little girl run over by a car in a busy parking lot. Lucky for her, she survived; but I remember going into a sort of 'trance', everything around me was muted and all I saw was the commotion around the car and the girl and the mother's shrieking. Back to yesterday, it's absolutely accurate what my friend said, you simply go numb when you see something like that! And then reality kicks in with hysteria by it's side!
All I wanted to do was climb through my phone to go hold her tight, to be there for all the children who saw the accident, I just wanted to wrap them all up in my arms and tell them it was going to be alright. But the sad thing is that it isn't going to be alright again for a very long time!
Whoever reads this, please just pray - Pray for the loss of the parents, pray for strength for the teachers at that school and pray for the children who probably won't get counselling as it is an impoverished area, pray that God's love will comfort them

http://www.metronewspaper.co.za/2012/09/11/two-primary-school-children-killed-by-truck/

Accidents Happen

For the first time in over a week, Tazlin slept through the night. We all got a wonderful night's rest.

When I got up, I caught such a fright when I realized she hadn't woken for the night and so I sneaked into her bedroom to go see if she's still breathing "I'm crazy like that" my paranoia was set at ease when I heard her faint breathing.

I left her bedroom to go get everything ready for us to go. 

She woke up about 15mins before we had to leave for work, and so daddy went in to go greet her. Ah, that night's rest did her good just as it did us! She was smiling and laughing, just as happy as can be. I asked Will to go finish up her snack for school, then I'll sort her out. 

As I do every other morning I take her to the potty, and as I was getting the one leg out of the baby grow she fell the other way since she wasn't holding onto me. A few tears and so later, I got her on the potty. I didn't think much of the fall, I mean it was barely minor - she has lots of bumps and bruises greater than that little fall she simply shrugs off, but this owee bothered her and after the potty I tried having her walk out the loo, but instead she'll just stand and cry lifting her leg up and holding on to me. Again I thought she was just still upset and wanted some extra comforting, but then the thought crossed my mind that she might have pulled or sprained something with that awkward fall.

I asked will to get me his anti-inflammatory gel which I rubbed on her whole foot and ankle, since I don't know which part got hurt. 

Her whole foot started swelling and that's when I realized that it's more serious than I thought. Also when I when I went to go fetch a vest for her she wanted to pull herself up on the side of the cot and couldn't get herself up because she couldn't stand on her foot.

So I got Will to get me the deepheat, he put that on and I simply put a tight sock over that so her foot can be secured I didn't even try putting a shoe on her foot was simply too swollen for that!

After a lot of crying and complaining, I got her dressed and we put one of her Eyore slippers on the okay foot so they can see which foot has the owee at Daycare.

Accidents happen, I know but that doesn't make me feel any less guilty of what happened - I just feel if I didn't take her to the potty, she wouldn't have fell and both her feet/ankles would be fine.

So we get to the Daycare, I told them about what happened. So they can be informed, I also gave them medicine with Paracetamol for her pain and told them to keep her off that foot. Then the teacher asks me: "why does Tazlin fall so much at home" then shook her head in disbelief and rolled her eyes. I was deeply offended by that; was she actually implying that we hurt our child, my goodness I can't even get it over my heart to spank her let alone abuse her! Kids play and are rough, they are bound to fall and get hurt. Tazlin had only one minor incident with a bruise before this one and it was last month. So now two falls in two months is a lot?!

I mean last month alone she had 3 minor but visible incidents at the Daycare and I didn't ask them why my child gets hurt so much as if to imply that they're neglecting or abusing her! Maybe I should ask that next time!

Don't be Caught off-guard

Testimony of heaven & hell plus the condition of today's church

This Link here was shared with me and as I was reading through it I was quivering! My insides were shaking uncontrollably! It wasn't fear of my own redemption but that of people I know, family, friends... colleagues.
Hell is a terrifying place ~ I can't simply sit by and see people I care for walking down a path which leads to eternal suffering and doom!

In hell you are reminded of your life on earth which adds as extra torment to which is already dealt to you, though in heaven you forget your life on earth. With a new body you also receive a new glorious mind which is totally apart from the one you had on earth, but don't let that ease your heart - do what you must to save the ones you care for now whilst you still have breath in your body!

Pray and seek God constantly, don't be deceived by the enemy...he is at work sending his demons out everywhere to work and fight against God's children, to deceive them and lead them blindly to eternal doom!

My prayer for all those I love and care for plus myself: "Father God you say in your word that you will rebuke [destroy] the devourer so that the fruits of my ground won't be destroyed, I also pray that you will keep us from being deceived by the enemy, that we will be vigilant in all our doings and beliefs so he can't get a foot in the door of our lives....so when the time comes for our lives to end here on earth that we will be joined with you in Heaven with glorious crowns and holy robes, I pray this in Jesus' Holy and Mighty name alone! Amen"

Please share the link with everybody and anybody you can!!!!

My Diva

This week had barely begun and it is over already, I cannot believe how time is flying!

Tazlin is now really turning into a little personality, she has such a strong personality and surely she thinks she needs to get the special individual attention she gets at home ~ everywhere else...including Daycare. And she has even devised tactics to get it!
          ~ A while back the teacher told me about Tazlin crying in front of the mirror mounted on the wall in the classroom. I remember doing something like that myself when I was little, there was just something about seeing yourself sad that makes you wanna be even more sad, especially when at that age.
         ~ This week the teacher came to me, all serious and said: "Tazlin has a screaming problem" I looked away and thought to myself, oh no! She is terrorizing others or kicking up against the teachers ruling. The teacher continued to tell me that she now screams at herself in the mirror and refused to do art with the rest of the class. So they figured they'll leave her and that she'll come to them when she's ready. And that she did...she waited until everyone finished painting and then she turned from the mirror and went to go do her art. She got what she wanted...individual attention, by sacrificing some social time by standing at the mirror screaming at her reflection.
I told them yeah, she screams at home - we give her time-outs and enforce discipline as much as we can though.

The following day, when picking Tazlin up from Daycare. The teacher told us that she had pull her pants down and they didn't understand why as it wasn't really warm for her to do so, only when we left did I realize that it could be because we are potty training her at home and she might have wanted to use the potty so I did mention it to the teacher this morning when we dropped her again at Daycare, I just got a rude: "We don't potty train them here, they get potty trained when they go over to the bridging class"

Well they say what you speak over your child will be and we have been making jokes all the while about Tazlin being such a Diva, she loves attention she knows everybody likes her! That settles it (^^,)