So in an effort to ‘just keep swimming’ I’m rewinding back to that post that I wrote about searching for Bright Red Buoy Moments. Because mother-of-effing (virgin) mojitos if I don’t find a life buoy to hang onto and catch my breath I will drown. And pulling an Ophelia and floating off face-down into the netherworld is starting to look like a really attractive holiday package.
Let me share my first Bright Red Buoy moment that’s kept my spirits up. It’s actually about a girl. A very special girl: her name is Emily and she’s my niece. Emily has teacup-sized eyes the colour of the ocean that peer solemnly from beneath a golden fringe.
In case it isn’t obvious, I’m besotted with her. She looks exactly how I imagine Alice in Wonderland would, and because she lives on a farm she might even come across a rabbit hole of her own. Although I’m not sure there are rabbits in this part of the Eastern Cape.
We had afternoon tea at Emily’s farmhouse on Christmas Day. It was hot. Like 40-degrees-in-the-shade hot. And two-year-old Emily was trotting about in nothing but her disposable nappy, waving her silver plastic wand that Santa had given her that morning.
Ever the nosy parker, Travis the Lionheart discovered her wellingtons that were standing on a shelf by the kitchen door (gumboots are a must for walking on the farm). Emily took them off the shelf and slipped them on – they are so adorable, bright red with yellow soles – and next thing you knew, we had a bare-bottomed girl in wellingtons with a wand running through the house!
It was marvellous! To be so young and free.
Thank you Emily for reminding me to run naked with nothing but my wellingtons on. The memory of your little buns in the late afternoon sun lifts my heart when I need it the most.
Just keep swimming... there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you and hope you're doing okay! xxx
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ReplyDeleteI haven't read your blog in a while and had to go back to find the pregnancy announcement. Congrats! Tho I am sorry you have been feeling so lousy. I hope you have changed your gynae, it is so important to be happy with the person delivering your baby especially if there are or were problems. When I had my daughter, my gynae (a female!) was so awful, especially since I was having problems. She just seemed to want to get us in and out of her rooms as quickly as possible. My daughter was born with a disability but to her we were just another picture to put on her wall(which she did not get!). My next pregnancy was a total oops as after my daughter died(at 11 months) I did not want any more. I got a new gynae and she was/is wonderful. Unfortunately we are in Cape Town. I wish you the best in your pregnancy and hope you get the ruggle girl you hope for. I wish I could help in some way. If ever you are in Cape Town, look me up.
Hope things are sorted...
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