5 Years

Some days it’s felt like this time has just flowen by, others well not so much.  One thing has remained constant though.  The love I feel for you is true and constant.  Through our fights, through our infertility, through our laughs, through our tears.

I love you babe.  And I can’t wait to spend the next 5 years with you.

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Making My Mark

Tomorrow is the day where all South Africans should be heading the the election polls to determine the future of our country for the next 4 years.

Tomorrow I will be making my mark and I’m really hoping that everyone else who lives in this country does the same.  Cos if you don’t make your mark, if you don’t exercise your priveledge of voting for the nation, then in my honest opinion you have NO RIGHT to complain about anything that happens in this country that you do not agree with, don’t like or don’t want to see happen. 

It is up to us to make the future of this beautiful country matter.

Viva SA Viva!

Renovations… Complete!

Our new staircase and flooring is in and complete – it looks stunning if I have to say so myself – I love the new space it gives us and the new stairs = SO much safer to walk up and down…

Here are the much anticipated pictures of what we dealt with and the final results:

Base where old stairs used to be being knocked out

Base where old stairs used to be being knocked out

 

Old Door Bricked Up - New door knocked through

Old Door Bricked Up - New door knocked through

 

No stairs!

No stairs!

 

New Stairs :)

New Stairs 🙂

 

New Stairs :))

New Stairs :))

 

HAWT new stairs and floors - whoo hoo!

HAWT new stairs and floors - whoo hoo!

 

So just a reminder this is what the space USED to look like – looking from the lounge to the entrance area:

Old Look

Old Look

And the new look from the same vantage point…

New Area - Pretty no?

New Area - Pretty no?

I likie likie :)))  So worth the drama we had while getting it all done.

Normal.

That’s what I like to hear.  Normal.

All my life I’ve been quite proud of the fact that I’ve been anything but normal.  That I was different to everyone else in some way.  But when we went for our chromosonal tests a few weeks back I was terrified rather worried that I was going to be anything but normal.  I knew that we only had a 4% chance of us not being “normal” but man alive 4% sounds quite high when you’ve been on the wrong side of the statistics of late.

But thank the good Lord above we’ve fallen on the right side of normal. 

We can should be able to have babies. *huge sigh of relief*

Oh! Hello!

Well blow me down with a feather!  Guess who came to visit last night? 

A few days ago my early warning system (the lump in my right boob gets sore) that lets me know that my body is planning on inviting a certain Miss Flo for a visit started playing up.  I really did not think much of it at all, I mean let’s face it, I’m not exactly the most regular girl on the block and honestly I was NOT expecting my body to decide to work semi normally after my last failed IVF.  I mean it’s not like it’s done so in the past right?  So why on earth would I expect it to now?  I did do a quick calculation in my head though (diary was in JHB I was in Plettenberg Bay) and figured out that I was somewhere around CD 31 or so when the early warning system decided to start buzzing.  Interesting I thought and went on with my business of drinking loads of wine and eating WAY too much chocolate – it was EASTER after all – don’t look at me like that…

Anyhoo… it seems my body decided that it wanted to work semi normally for once – on what I thought was CD36 Aunt Flo came to visit me.  Silly tart did not even let me cook a decent dinner for her and give her a nice white pillow to sleep on.  Dammit.  I was literally caught with my panties down internets… and that was not as funny as you might think.