Proud Mommy Moment…….

We all have proud mommy moments. They can be small – like managing to sip out of a straw without blowing the contents all over the place. And they can be big – when you child stands on stage in front of 200 people and is an absolute rockstar!

That was Jae-Lyn last night. She was a butterfly in her school concert. The story was Makwelane en die Krokodil (she goes to an afrikaans school) by Maria Hendriks and Piet Grobler. I take my hats off to the staff at Duimpie, they pulled off an amazing concert. All the kiddles took part, even the ‘baby’ class. Not one child cried and ran off the stage. And a little Grade R girl called Kia recited her lines like it was no ones business.

I was a tad nervous. Earlier this year at the schools modelling show, with about 30 parents, my child burst into tears before she was even on the ramp. But not this time. She went on, stood in her place, searched for us in the crowd, did her dance, searched for us in the crowd, FOUND US, and proceeded to stop all dancing to wave and blow kisses. and then carry on with her dance.

Afterwards they all came onto the stage to dance and there was Jae-Lyn, in the front row, shaking her tush and getting down with some serious dance moves, much to everyone’s amusement.

I cannot wait to get the dvd!

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Jae-Lyn and Raiden (my beautiful nephew)

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I have never seen a prettier butterfly in my entire life

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I am what I am………

I haven’t been a very good blogger. I have had absolutely nothing worth while to post about because I am in a rut.

I feel gross, I look gross and I’m pretty sure that if I don’t click out of it soon I will be at a point of no return. I am not depressed, I have never been depressed but every now and then I just hit an all time low. When this happens I am a bad mother, a bad girlfriend and a bad friend. It takes me days to reply to messages and my tolerance for toddler behavior is non existent.

So what brings me to this place? I don’t know. It could be the sad look of my bank account, it could be my hormones. All I do know is that I don’t like feeling like this. I feel like I don’t have control of anything, and being the control freak that I am doesn’t help. Maybe it’s the crappy winter weather? I am a child of summer, I don’t do cold?

Who knows. But I frikken hope I find some sunshine soon…………..