I've been tagged

7 THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE:

• Go bungee jumping
• Take my kids to Disney Land (yes, even though everyone says it's not that good blah blah, this is what I want to do) 
• See my grandchildren (and may there be a little granddaughter there somewhere!)
• Travel to Europe with Tommie
• Go to the top of Kilimanjaro with my dad (and dad taking your ashes up there doesn't count)
• Stop worrying (yeah right)
• Live at the coast

7 THINGS I CANNOT DO:

• Fly a plane
• Play golf
• Go a week without my Wimpy coffee
• Drink Coke or any fizzy cold drink
• Wear high heal shoes.  (I tore ligaments in my right ankle 10 years ago.  My foot was put in a cast that was too tight and it hurt the bones in my foot.  Wearing high heals causes extreme pain)
• Read while driving
• Think of one more thing

7 THINGS THAT ATTRACTS ME TO TOMMIE

• How he makes me feel like the only woman on earth
• How he takes so much of the workload at home onto himself, without me asking
• The way he calls me his sexy blond when he phones me
• How he wakes me with coffee and runs my bath every single morning
• He is an awesome host.  He can make anyone feel welcome in our home.
• The great father he has turned into
• How he was willing to change his entire life for me and his boys

7 BOOKS I LOVE

• Waiting for Christopher - By Sam Cowel
• My sister's keeper - by Jodi Picoult
• Nelson Mandela's Long Walk to Freedom
• All my kids story books
• Yes I know those aren't seven lol

7 MOVIES I'D WATCH OVER AND OVER

• I have yet to find a movie that I'll watch over and over.  If I know what's going to happen, I can't see the reason behind watching it again.

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• I have finally managed to set up my laptop so that I can work from home.  I have been having problems with the program that I work with.  What a relieve.
• Although I'm sure Tommie isn't too happy with me spending my late nights in front of the computer.
• I wonder if Angelina Jolie still thinks it's a great idea that she had her baby in Namibia after the polio outbreak there.
• I really miss the sea.  I can't wait until we can go on holiday.
• It's been almost a year since we've been there and we normally go more often.
• I haven't' been able to go to Johannesburg in a while.  I'm missing my friends there.  I'll be missing out on going this weekend again as my brother and his family is visiting us.
• Quintus if very much looking forward to the visit though.  His cousin is like his best friend.
• Zander is five months old today.  Where has the time gone.  I look at his newborn photos and I can't believe he is so big.  Soon he'll be walking and talking my ears off lol
• From the way he baby talks, I'm pretty sure he'll talk a lot.  Like his brother Jay.
• Jason loves Power Rangers and I understand from his teacher that he "fights" with his friends.  Mmmmm...after a talk and a rule of no Power Rangers I hope he will stop that behaviour.  Even though it's just a game for him, I'm pretty sure his girl friends don't appreciate that kind of behaviour.
• Quintus was so upset tonight.  We were listening to a CD I got from Jason for Mothers day.  It was made by Jay's teacher and it has songs on that are all written for mothers.  Quintus was listening with us and then I saw that he was crying.  He felt bad that he did not give me such a nice gift.
• I did explain that his self-made card - my first ever hand written card from my children - is extremely special to me.  After some loving he felt better.

I am not one of those people who just blindly trust doctors.  Not anymore anyway.  Not since becoming a mom.  I used to be though.  I used to feel that they are professionals.  They are the ones with the degree, with the experience.  That they would be honest, to admit when they aren't 100 % up to date with your specific illness.  How wrong was I.

There are many examples that I could not and maybe this is only a problem here in my home town..maybe on in South Africa.  I don't know.  I do know this.  I often say I have no regrets - but that is not true.  I have one.  I totally regret that I only breastfed Quintus for 7 weeks.  Due to bad advice from my pediatrician. 

At Quintus' six weeks check-up, I was told that Quintus was underweight (this while he was steadily gaining weight, had more than enough wet diapers, were thriving, happy and even sleeping well!)  He told me to give him a bottle or so a day of formula milk. 

Yes, obviously he started choosing the bottle over breast.  I will never forget how sad I was the day he started drinking only formula.  I can still feel the tears come up when I think about it.

My point?  A new mom that I know, has just been told the same thing.  Baby boy has apparently not picked up enough weight.  Also the doc *thinks* that the baby is lactose intolerant and therefor the baby should go onto formula!!???  Come on!!!???  The mom only has to cut out dairy.  URGH.  I get so upset with doctors.  She has been informed but what she does with the information is obviously up to her.  As a first time mom, she might still decide to rather trust the doctor.

My little Zander loves physical touch.  Being held.  Being in his sling.  Sleeping on my chest. My mom thankfully loves having the kids close to her as well, so he has been taking his naps either on my mom's chest or mine.

However this is now turning out to be a bit of a problem.  My mom has a back problem.  Zander is getting heavy.  This is not a good combination.  So we are trying to teach him to sleep on the bed.  Obviously we still get him to fall asleep in our arms (by rocking him on a chair) and then putting him down on the bed. 

Today was his first day and he only managed to nap for about 45 to an hour every time.  I know that's not bad for most kiddos but my son loves his sleep.  He was exhausted by the time we got home.  Little boy is now fast asleep on my chest as I type this.

I'm sure that in time he will get used to taking his naps on the bed.

(I know that I'll get flamed.  Saying that I should have known better.  That I spoiled him.  BLAH.  No I did not.  This is my third child.  I have done this with all three.  The way my life is, I can do this for my kids.  Just a pity that my mom's back is getting worse.  Kids grow up way too quickly and need all the closeness and love that they can possibly get)

It's the end of our rugby season.  So I won't bug you with updates on my son's rugby games for a whole year lol  However, since we still had rugby yesterday, I'll bore you one last time :)

Short update.  We won all our games.  There was yet another "incidence" with another school.  Again a big school.  Again putting bigger kids to play against our boys.

We are assuming because we have been unbeatable all season, they bigger schools are doing all in their power to beat us.  We could clearly see in the last game that at least two (out of the five) players were much older than our guys.  During the first half, we really battle to score against them but you could also see these guys had much better ball handling skill than all the other Grade R children.  They were also playing too hard against our children, really beyond how the normal games are.  During half time we went up to the coach to confirm if the guys are all in Grade R.  We turned to the kids and asked, who of you are in Grade 1 (which would make the a year older than our kids) and the one boy answered that he is not in Grade 1, he is in Grade 2!!  The coach denied this, although when the second half started, those two bigger boys were off.  We scored five quick tries then and they put them back on.  Urgh...I can't see the point to try and beat a team by putting older kids on the field.  We won them anyway but that was unpleasant for us and the kids.  That is not what their games should be about.

Last night was the year (season) end function for the rugby.  It was lots of fun.  The kids all got trophies and we had a lovely barbecue with the other parents.  Even though it will be heaven to have my lazy Saturday mornings back, I will miss the rugby.  Socializing with the other parents.  I have uploaded some photos from yesterdays game and from the prize-giving here.  There's also some photos of Zander and his sling. He so loves that sling of his.

Look who is trying to sit up already!  My newborn?  Yeah okay I need a reality check lol

Whenever I lie him down, he tries to sit up.... he has some strong stomach muscles that's all I know.  I put him sitting in his doughnut cushion and he managed to keep sitting for a few seconds.  Yes, that's my hand right there.  Can't want my youngest falling over and getting hurt.